Take poetry off the mantle and celebrate Poem in Your Pocket Day. All too often poetry is saved for occasions—happy or sad. I advocate taking poetry out of this exalted position. Instead, treat poetry as if it were a vitamin for the spirit. Poetry calls for being shared.
J.M. Barrie
Second star to the right
Was where he dwelt,
Straight on until the morn.
His childhood he kept well in sight,
It was what he truly felt
Under the breastbone.
Boyhood, like a bit of starlight;
No matter how tight the belt,
How hard the heart stone,
How old, how deep the night.
This is how he dealt
With aging till his time was done.
Part Peter, part Pan,
Part fairy, part small man.
~ Jane Yolen
