Poetry is art using words. Like art there are many categories and rules governing the types. I love to read all kinds of things, but I do not regularly read or own any books of poetry. Again, like art it requires a bit of knowledge about the subject and I’ve never studied it. Oddly, I have written a few poems, (or is that written a few poems oddly?) and not just the limerick kind.
I went on-line and searched for poetry, but I settled on Rumi. I once checked out a book of Rumi’s work from my local library (The Essential Rumi
because I had seen his name referenced several times in books, blogs and magazines I had been reading. I
loved his work. I read the whole book.
I just went to Wikipedia and read his bio. I knew he was a Sufi mystic, but I found his intellectual and spiritual
His work is deeply spiritual yet accessible/relatable. It is essentially about love – the passionate, romantic and authentic kind. His lines make great Valentine’s sentiments…just a tip there for you, for free!
Come to the orchard in Spring.
There is light and wine, and sweethearts
in the pomegranate flowers.
If you do not come, these do not matter.
If you do come, these do not matter.
Like beauty and art, poetry is in the eye of the beholder. You may not like a particular kind of poetry, but if you search, you are likely to find a kind you do like.
Maybe I should get a book of Rumi poetry for myself this Valentine’s Day?
Day Nine: Go to Google Dictionary and learn the word of the day. Use it in a sentence some time in the