The world is “mud-luscious” and “puddle-wonderful.”  That is what e. e. cummings said in his poem “In Just.”

In the first lines of her poem Song of a Second April, Edna St. Vincent Millay espoused:

April this year, not otherwise

Than April of a year ago,

If full of whispers, full of sighs,

Of dazzling mud and dingy snow:

It’s National Poetry Month.  Time to bring a bit of poetry into your life.

“Poetry?” you say.  “Too high flautin for me!”

Wrong!  After all, most of us are familiar with Dr. Seuss’ decree, “You must not hop on Pop.”

Poems to Read Again and Again : a Selection of the Famous and Familiar, edited by Stuart, Sarah Anne.

Life doesn’t Frighten Me, by Angelou, Maya.

Where The Sidewalk Ends, by Shel Silverstein.

Pop Sonnets : Shakespearean spins on your favorite songs, by Erik Didriksen.

The Poetry Remedy : Prescriptions for the Heart, Mind, and Soul, by William Siegart.

100 Poems to Break Your Heart, by Edward Hirsch.

Try your hand at creativity, much like Lewis Carroll when he wrote the first verse of Jabberwocky.

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

Or try writing some traditional haiku, with a 5, 7, 5 syllable style.

At last, spring has sprung.

Flowers shooting up from ground,

Stretching toward sun.

It doesn’t matter what you do.  Just go out and make your month more poetifabu !