Poets read poetry. It's a fact. Every teacher I have had, every published poet I have spoken to, every poetry-related person I have gotten the chance to meet has said the same thing: good poets read, and they read a lot.
I am, among other things, a poet; that is to say, I write poems. I want to write more poems, and I want to teach poetry. Lately, a little fact has been buzzing around my consciousness, a tiny fly, but impossible to ignore: I don't read a whole lot of poetry. In fact, I have shelves and shelves of poetry collections that I haven't read. Some of these books have been around for years, and most of them haven't been read. Sure, I have flipped through them, read a few poems here and there, and read a few of them in full. But for the post part: unread.
Is this because poetry is hard to read? It is because I don't like reading poetry? It is because I am lazy? Is it because I don't have enough time to read these books? This blog is an exploration in finding out.
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