Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Poetry for breakfast

Once I reached my worktable to begin the tasks of the day, I treated myself to a few pages from Bill Moyers' "Fooling With Words" as I munched the nuts that were breakfast.

In the book, Moyers' first subject is poet Stanley Kunitz.  He refers to Kunitz reading of his poem, The Lincoln Relics, at the Geraldine R. Dodge Poetry Festival.  He quotes some lines that sent me looking for the whole piece.  The Civil War, its monuments currently in question, also the subject of a recent inaccurate reference, always speaks to me.

This morning's experience has me vowing to begin my days with poetry, any amount, for even a taste, while a set-up for cravings, nourishes like nothing else.  With poetry under our belts, we are no longer running on empty.

Here's the link, a connection to the poem and access to additional information.



Melissa Green said...

Marylinn, my dear, you know what I think of this stupendous idea. If a good breakfast sets you up for the rest of the day physically, I would posit that poetry for breakfast sets you up for the entire day emotionally, mentally--and what a one-two punch that will be for whatever curves life happens to throw at you on any particular day. For me, poetry rights the horizon, especially in these times when immorality, mendacity, xenophobia, misogyny and the worst kind of pernicious racism makes the world tip on its axis. Poetry can give one courage to go on, the strength to resist, the voice to yell out in protest, or just the plain joy of laughing out loud or with delight--because the noise from Washington is not LIFE, it is only an extremely dangerous politics. 45 and his criminals may be stripping away all we hold dear on an hourly basis, but filling oneself with beauty, responding to metaphor, deep thinking, a perfectly described flower in a garden--we cannot be stripped of our souls and our hope unless we cede them or let them wither away. Poetry will help you remember the art you have been called to make. Poetry in the morning--Breakfast of Champions! xoxo

Marylinn Kelly said...

Melissa - Surprised at how replenished I felt, keeping morning company with Bill Moyers and Stanley Kunitz. Truly, I felt undauntable (if that is a word), strengthened. Oh, yes. Poetry is very good medicine. xo

Kathleen said...

I love this idea! And have also been thinking about Lincoln!

Marylinn Kelly said...

Kathleen - So glad, thank you. And what a glorious way to think about Lincoln. The Moyers' book is rather a gem. xo