Sunday Salon for National Poetry Month – Musings on Poetry

The Sunday

Many of you are familiar with Serena, who runs several blogs including Savvy Verse & Wit and Poetic Books Tours. Serena is not only an actual poet herself, but a tireless promotor of other poets and poetry. We were talking about poetry in emails, and decided to share some of our thoughts on a blog post, as well as solicit other ideas. We encourage you to add your own thoughts in the comment section!

Q1: Why Isn’t Poetry More Popular?


My theory about why people avoid poetry is that they think it’s too hard to read and understand, and much of that has to do with how they were taught about poetry as children.  Many teachers taught poetry, pulling it apart and suggesting meanings, rather than allowing students to read the poems or perform them in class and determine their own reactions to them.

Carrying around all that angst about poetry is hard to break, and poetry is so much wider now than it has been with poets writing fairy tales and others delving into science fiction, and other genres.  Poetry is boundless. 

Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene ii

Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene ii

From my experience, young children focus better on stories in books when two elements are present: pictures they can relate to and rhymes. Rhymes are like music to them and focus their attention on what you’re saying. If your young child is ever not listening, starting telling them what you want in rhyme. It’s worked for me on several occasions.

Discovering poetry also requires work because marketers and publishers DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT publicize it well, if at all, unless its a well-known poet, like Billy Collins.  This forces readers to find out from friends, blogs, and other resources what poetry is out there and try it out.  I recommend starting with a poem-a-day email service, like the one from the Academy of American Poets.  This way, readers can find new poets without having to buy books they may not like at all.  Another option is find a local reading, attend, and buy a book if you like what you hear.

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I agree that many people avoid poetry because they fear it is difficult to understand. I can relate to this. I can’t make heads or tails out of T.S. Eliot’s “The Wasteland” beyond the first section (“April is the cruellest month . . .”), even though this poem is widely regarded as one of the most important poems of the 20th century. But if I had let a fear of Eliot deter me, I would have never read his 1917 masterpiece “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.” It is not only my favorite poem, but I think it significantly affected my understanding of, and approach to, life. I hate to imagine never having read it!

Excerpt from “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock:

I grow old…I grow old…

I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. 

Shall I part my hair behind?

Do I dare to eat a peach? 

I shall wear white flannel trousers,
and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.


Ironically, Eliot had an enduring effect on popular culture in spite of a lack of familiarity by many with his actual poems. For example, it was his book of poems called “Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats” that inspired the Broadway play “Cats.” And for that matter, think of the effect on culture of the conclusion to his 1925 poem “The Hollow Men”:

“This is the way the world ends

This is the way the world ends

This is the way the world ends

Not with a bang but a whimper.”

And just to add to what Serena said about effective ways of teaching poetry, check out this great post over at James Reads Books on methods for teaching seventh graders about poetry and memoir using Jacqueline Woodson’s Brown Girl Dreaming.

Q2. What is your favorite poem or poet and why?


I will pick one poem, and I don’t usually talk about this one.  It’s a poem I absolutely hated in school, but now I love it.

In a Station of the Metro by Ezra Pound

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.

You can see why someone would not like this short poem — I mean other than being short — what is it saying?  As a teen, I had no idea.

Having since lived in several cities, I can see how these faces in the subway could be like apparitions, flitting by and nearly unreal.  Is the pavement wet, resembling a black tree limb in the distance, and the faces of the travelers the petals, perhaps falling away in the wind.  There are so many ways to view this poem, and it’s only two lines.  Perhaps he’s talking about the ephemeral nature of life itself?

Why has this become a favorite poem?  Because I find my poetry has a heavy focus on image, and I rarely tell stories without images, trying to view something typical as unique, etc.  [You can read the poems of Ezra Pound here.]

Ezra Pound, 1885–1972

Ezra Pound, 1885–1972


As I mentioned above, my favorite poem is T.S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.” But I have a few others that are close runners-up, and more specifically, a few stanzas within a few poems that are my favorites, two of which come from e.e. cummings, such as these excerpts:

dominic has

a doll wired
to the radiator of his

icecoalwood truck . . .

. . .

& every now and then my
friend dominic depaola

gives me a most tremendous hug

i feel

we & worlds

less alive
than dolls &


Poet e.e. cummings, not so much into punctuation...

Poet e.e. cummings, not so much into punctuation…

I also love this [excerpt of a poem] from e.e. cummings:

. . . life’s not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

In addition, this well-known stanza from “In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae continues to astonish me by its compact and devastating insight about war and death:

We are the dead; short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

During WWI:  Canadian stretcher bearers in Flanders fields photographed in 1915

During WWI: Canadian stretcher bearers in Flanders fields
photographed in 1915

After WWI:  Cemetary in Belgium where the poppies grow between the crosses, row on row

After WWI: Cemetary in Belgium where the poppies grow between the crosses, row on row

I guess the common denominator of what makes these my favorites is the way they give voice to something I didn’t even know I was thinking. (And if I had been thinking it, it wouldn’t have been in such a coherent and lyrical way!)

And to quote James Reads Books again, as he eloquently states:

“The best poems evoke, suggest. Prose describes through detail, wears its heart on its sleeve. Poetry, even when it wallows in detail after detail, refrains from naming. It neither shows nor tells. The reader must do the work; the writer has left the page.”

Q3.  Are novels in verse one long poem? (This question was inspired by a comment by Kathy from the blog “Bermuda Onion” on my April 1 post welcoming National Poetry Month and posing the question, “What Is Poetry?”)


My short answer to this one is YES.  I love novels in verse, and why does that make them any less poetry.  Narrative poems often tell stories, just in a shorter form.  Who is to say that a novel in verse did not begin as a single narrative poem, and think of The Odyssey by Homer and others like it.  Those are epic poems, and they tell stories.

And now, I’ve made you wonder what the difference between an epic poem and a novel in verse is, haven’t I? Epic poems tell stories, but there also is a music to them and rhythm, and they have an element of surprise in them.  Novels in verse, however, must keep in mind the structure of a novel or novella in that there needs to be description and dialogue, as well as not merely be prose with line breaks.  In many ways, I think that these novels are harder to craft because the form must do double-duty.

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I agree with Serena totally. I would just emphasize, I think, that while adherence to structure is more evident in a poem – however short or long – than in a novel – of course novel writers put a great deal of effort into structure as well.


Speaking of form, here are two of Serena’s haikus, both of which were published in Lynx, an online poetry journal. On the site from which you can access Lynx, you can also learn about the haiku form of poetry.

Negative twenty
frozen tears on my eyeball
the wind swept you out.

white skin, concrete head
red nose chilled with wind
stubborn, glued to you.

Final Thoughts:

The responses to National Poetry Month roundups of links have been overwhelming. Just look, for example, at the sheer number and diverse nature of entries over at Jama’s Alphabet Soup, here. How does that square with our lamentations that poetry is neglected?

For one thing, many of the links at Jama’s Amphabet Soup relate to poetry for kids. Books for children often reflect the fact that kids love not only rhymes, but metaphors and other literary devices (such as onomatopoeia) commonly used in poetry to paint pictures with words. And, if all that doesn’t convince you about how much kids love rhyming, consider these two words: Dr. Seuss!


Secondly, people seem willing to engage in extending reading behaviors when there is a special day or even month devoted to the practice, and all the more so if there is a widely subscribed-to meme in the blogosphere for sharing these new reading adventures.

But most of the year? The posts of poetry on blogs are few and far between.

Anyone else care to say why you do or don’t like poetry, and/or what your favorites are? We would love to hear other opinions and thoughts!


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17 Responses to Sunday Salon for National Poetry Month – Musings on Poetry

  1. BermudaOnion says:

    I think Serena hit it on the mark about why people avoid poetry. When I was in college, a professor totally shot me down when I gave my interpretation of a poem. I was so embarrassed and have avoided poetry ever since. I guess it’s time to get past it.

  2. I loved poetry so much better once I realized that I didn’t have to like all of it, and also that I didn’t always have to know exactly what it was getting at. Nowadays I describe it to myself as being like nonrepresentational art, where the point of it is to make you feel something. Conceptualizing it that way gave me permission to move on from poems that weren’t making me feel anything, while recognizing that I could always come back to those ones later in a different mood and mindset and try again.

  3. litandlife says:

    Thanks for this. I’m afraid I’m guilty of shying away from poetry and I really used to love it; I even was the co-editor of the high school poetry magazine. Some of my kids’ favorite books growing up were books of poetry – it does seem that we have taught the joy of poetry right out of poetry. Of course, the same can be said for many people about classic novels.

  4. I am so mindblown by this amazing conversation you two had! So much to ponder on here. I especially like what Books said and you quoted, “The best poems evoke, suggest. Prose describes through detail, wears its heart on its sleeve. Poetry, even when it wallows in detail after detail, refrains from naming. It neither shows nor tells. The reader must do the work; the writer has left the page.” How true. All the poems I adore and am mesmerized by are the most enigmatic and suggestive but never telling. It’s like, we as readers need to do some detective work to figure out what they’re all about and still we may never know the real truth. And truth in poetry is subjective, can be interpreted in so many ways. I like that. I like how boundless it is.

    • sagustocox says:

      I agree; poetry is boundless in terms of interpretation. That’s the beauty of it. The writer brings their inspiration to the lines, and the reader joins the conversation with their own experiences and emotions. It’s the best kind of conversation.

  5. Thanks for including me in this terrific post. I post about poetry now and then on my own blog but I’ve never become the devoted reader of poetry I wish I could be. It’s something I use with my students for fun, for the most part, though we do pick poems apart now and then. I think picking them apart is fun but that’s part of why I teach English.

    I’m never one to defend bad teaching, but I don’t buy this idea that one person can ruin something as big as poetry. I think we have to own our own stuff. I’m often reminded of Eleanor Roosevelts comment: “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” While I don’t she’s entirely right, she’s right enough. I’d argue that no one can make you hate poetry (or anything else) without your consent.

    In any case, it’s my hope that I lead my students one or two steps closer to loving poetry.

    • Thanks for letting us include your inspirational words!

    • sagustocox says:

      I think what I mean more is that it can be a series of bad poetry experiences and poor teachers who don’t love poetry themselves. I think teachers who are enthusiastic about poems, poets, and poetry are more likely to inspire younger students to read it or try more of it, rather than run away from it.

  6. Anna says:

    What a fantastic post! I agree with both of you that many people think poetry is hard to understand. In some cases, that’s true, but readers should be able to find some little bit of meaning even in one line or image, just what strikes them, not a deep analysis. Poetry doesn’t have to be something you spend hours with, analyzing it to death. It also helps to sign up for the poem-a-day, especially if you don’t know what kind of poetry you like. It took me a while to determine that I like more narrative stuff and not the long old-fashioned poems with thees and thous!

    I highly recommend Serena’s Saturday Virtual Poetry Circle posts. They have introduced me to so many new-to-me poets!

    • sagustocox says:

      Thanks, Anna. I love finding new poets and videos to post for the Virtual Poetry Circle, though lately, I’ve been a little behind in discussing those poems with everyone.

  7. Grace Crook says:

    This sure has enlightened me more about this specific aspect, Humility is a temperance not frequently found among writers, for pretty much all of them thinks himself the best on the planet.

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