PROMPT
Poetry Shapes Me
Poetry’s role in my life
I grew up on hotdogs, hamburgers and Robert Louis Stevenson;
from my swing set as a child, I would sing, “how I love to go up in the swing, up in the sky so blue, oh I do think it’s the pleasantest thing ever a child to do”. (Robert Louis Stevenson)
Books of Frost, Dickinson and e.e.cummings sat on my bedside table while out-grown copies of Dr. Seuss collected dust on the bookshelf.
My favorite, “if Nancy Hanks came back…” comforted me while “Tales of Evangeline” enthralled and inspired.
Poetry was part of my life, as essential as summertime popsicles and wintertime hot chocolate.
Even today, treasured lines of Mary Oliver flow through me when I stop to ponder
the beauty of a running fox, a trickling stream or an elderly couple walking hand-in-hand.
Poems and songs are my comfort and basis of self-care to express my deepest joys or heartfelt pain and how, at times, they intertwine.
Foreshadowed by my Greek name, poetry shapes me. And I as channel new poems bubbling within, will I shape poetry as it unfolds?






