So apparently this month is National Poetry Month, in the US. A celebration of poetry established by the Academy of American Poets and introduced in 1996. The intention was to increase awareness and appreciation of poetry in the United States. The poster created to celebrate the event this year was designed by Paula Scher, and celebrates typography So in celebration of one of my favourite US writers here is a poem from … Continue reading National Poetry Month
I posted a poem on Thursday to celebrate the official Winnie the Pooh day which seemed to go down well so thought I’d share another favourite of mine when it comes to A.A.Milne’s little rhymes…… Wheezles and Sneezles Christopher Robin Had wheezles And sneezles, They bundled him Into His bed. They gave him what goes With a cold in the nose, And some more for … Continue reading Sneezles
Sadly Jenny Joseph died yesterday as I have previously posted her most famous poem “Warning” (https://ragtagmagpie.com/2017/05/07/when-i-am-old/) it seemed fitting to re- share, although as you’ll see if you read the BBC obituary the success of the poem wasn’t too popular with the poet herself. BBC article – http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-42700952 WARNING When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn’t go, … Continue reading Poet Jenny Joseph Died
Born on this day in 1865 – Joseph Rudyard Kipling. English journalist, story telling, author and poet, famous for giving us The Jungle Book, Kim and of course the beautiful poem If….. If IF you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for … Continue reading IF you can keep your head when all about you ….
To commemorate Remembrance Sunday I thought it fitting to share some war poetry…. For the Fallen Poem by Robert Laurence Binyon (1869-1943), With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal Sings sorrow … Continue reading In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row,
Born on this date in 1937 was a poet who first sparked my interest in poetry back in middle school. I remember my English teacher reading the humorous poem The Lesson and I was hooked so a big “thank you” and happy birthday to Roger McGough The Lesson Chaos ruled OK in the classroom as bravely the teacher walked in the nooligans ignored him his … Continue reading Three Cheers for Roger McGough
Today marks the birth date of British poet and novelist Stevie Smith. Best known for her poem Not Waving but Drowning…… Not Waving but Drowning Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further out than you thought And not waving but drowning. Poor chap, he always loved larking And now he’s dead It must have been too cold for … Continue reading Not Waving but Drowning
Having dug out my Larkin books I couldn’t resist sharing another poem from Whitsun Weddings….. As Bad as a Mile Watching the shied core Striking the basket, skidding across the floor, Shows less and less of luck, and more and more Of failure spreading back up the arm Earlier and earlier, the unraised hand calm, The apple unbitten in the palm Philip Larkin Continue reading Another Poem
Today is the birthday of Philip Larkin, an English poet and novelist born in 1922 so it prompted me to dig out my old poetry books. I studied Larkin way back for my English A Level and loved his work, albeit it’s not the cheeriest. The books are full of childish scribbles which make the work strangely familiar when I read them now. The writer’s … Continue reading The Poetry of Philip Larkin
Today is the birthday of British journalist and poet Jenny Joseph, born in Birmingham in 1932. I haven’t read her work extensively but one poem I remember from school which really stuck with me was her Warning poem which seemed to suit my teenage self as I loved purple and hats….. When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat … Continue reading When I am old….