Poetry’s Sonnet

Tonight I was collaborating with former New Hampshire Poet Laureate, Marie Harris, to prepare for her upcoming Webinar about the Prose Poem (Monday at 7 PM–register through the NH Writers’ Project). We discussed various types of poems. She described the workings of a sonnet. That’s when I remembered this funny little poem written just for my personal enjoyment, which was first published on April 15, 2014.  I thought I’d re-post it in honor of new friendships and lasting poetry.


Poetry’s Sonnet

Shall poetry be no more a part of life?
When rhyming fairies sent childhood head to pillow?
When youthful scrawls of Milne and Masefield were rife
And poems of love and loss once held words to sow?

Though gray skies and flora called, my classroom subjects spurned,
But as surely as childhood slipped slow from its berth,
Teachers summoned me back and my lectures learned:
No more Dylan’s dying light; Say adieu to Wordsworth.

The poets, shelved and displayed throughout my home,
Like Wangero’s quilts, not for everyday use.1
But day leads to decade: creates life’s palindrome,
And now Khayyám lies open with old age’s excuse.

Notes and books filed too long in drawers oh so deep,
Shall bless my years’ journies, with Frost’s words of sleep.

By Barbara Rath Hoover (04/15/2015; rev 11/10/2017)

  1. Everyday Use, by Alice Walker

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About Barbara Rath

Enjoy reading, writing, hiking, hangin' with family, friends and my dogs, watching soccer (Go Breakers), baseball, football. Favorite foods are coffee, chocolate, and artichokes. Always thinking of new stuff to do and then not doing it.
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  2. litadoolan says:

    I love the sense of the words we write (and read) being treasures. I enjoyed reading this ode to the magic and power of poetry.

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