At the start of May’s 30-day challenge, I thought it was going to be a bit of a slog to get through a poem a day. By midway through, I was coming round to the idea, and by the end of the month, I think I’m okay with a bit of poetry now and then. I don’t think it’s something I want to keep up reading every day, despite having the book that makes it super easy with one poem for each day of the year. But I might keep it handy and catch up once in a while.
Out of thirty days of poetry, I found a few that I really liked, most I could take or leave, and only one or two that I actively disliked. I think that’s a pretty good strike rate. Actually the bit of the process I enjoyed most of all is reading up on the poets. Learnt a lot about Oscar Wilde this month, investigated the history of John Clare, and finished the final day with the inspirational Maya Angelou. The people behind the words are more interesting than the words, for me, which isn’t exactly the takeaway I was expecting from this challenge but isn’t a disappointment.
Some more of the out-of-context notes I made in the second half of the month:
- …like a gremlin.
- This is like Baz Luhrmann’s Sunscreen.
- What’s with the weird caps?
- Did the places match the rhymes or the rhymes match the places?
- Mindfulness, innit.