Welcome to Sunday Poetry. If this is your first visit you can read about the purpose and inspiration of my Sunday poetry blogs here.
My granddaughter started kindergarten this week, with all the terrors and joys that entails. This poem, Years From now When You Are Weary, by Julia Kasdorf is in her honor. Do you remember your first day of school? Do you want to?
Remember, we read poetry together here for the pure pleasure of the experience. There are no quizzes, no right ways to read or contemplate the poem we share. Absolutely no dissecting allowed. Just come along for the “read.” What line, word or thought will you carry with you this week? If you’d like to tell us where the poem took you? We’ll listen.
Remember, too, there is a special giveaway in progress for those who comment on any Sunday Poetry blog before year’s end. An autographed copy of Billy Collins’s Horoscopes for the Dead. See the details here.