thank you sarah freligh, for your beautiful poem
in this national poetry month and every month.
make way on the path
stepping creeping lime grows close
foot of goliath
in honor of international haiku poem day
why not take a stab at it?
“poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.”
scio woods, ann arbor, michigan, usa – spring 2020
Wole Soyinka, playwright, poet and Nobel Laureate, reads an original poem written for children at the high-level meeting of the General Assembly on the occasion of the thirtieth anniversary of the adoption of the Convention on the Rights of the Child.
Celebrating the linguistic expression
of our common humanity
Poetry reaffirms our common humanity by revealing to us that individuals, everywhere in the world, share the same questions and feelings. Poetry is the mainstay of oral tradition and, over centuries, can communicate the innermost values of diverse cultures.
In celebrating World Poetry Day, March 21, UNESCO recognizes the unique ability of poetry to capture the creative spirit of the human mind.
A decision to proclaim March 21 as World Poetry Day was adopted during UNESCO’s 30th session held in Paris in 1999.
One of the main objectives of the Day is to support linguistic diversity through poetic expression and to offer endangered languages the opportunity to be heard within their communities.
The observance of World Poetry Day is also meant to encourage a return to the oral tradition of poetry recitals, to promote the teaching of poetry, to restore a dialogue between poetry and the other arts such as theatre, dance, music and painting, to support small publishers and create an attractive image of poetry in the media, so that the art of poetry will no longer be considered an outdated form of art, but one which enables society as a whole to regain and assert its identity. As poetry continues to bring people together across continents, all are invited to join in.
“poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.”
credits: photo: UN Photo/Mark Garten, UNESCO
a poem begins with a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong,
a homesickness, a lovesickness.
happy birthday, robert frost – born march 1874
image credit: maurice shapiro – woodland sketch