For National Poetry Month, I am going to record some of my favorite poems and talk a little about what they mean to me. I hope you enjoy!
I must have first encountered “Pied Beauty” in a college literature class. I can’t quite place it, but I remember I was immediately seduced by the idea of it: that there is something praise-worthy in that which is “dappled,” “stippled” or “strange.”
Which is to say, beautifully imperfect.
Yes. Forever, yes.