Positive poetry … powerful poetry is something that, usually, is far beyond my comprehension.
Poetry, in general is something I just don’t get.
Most times, poetry just flies right on by my head, like the seagull you didn’t notice, until you buy a hotdog from the vendor on the pier, and the dive bombing begins.
It makes me wonder if I’m the only one that doesn’t “get” poetry.
I mean, I can’t be the only person, can I?
Perhaps.
But I’m trying. I really am.
That’s one of the reason why I’ve incorporated this Positive Poetry section on the Start Positive page of this blog.
Because if there are others out there that just aren’t “getting” the magic of beautiful poetry, I can totally relate.
So I share the positive poetry that I do “get.”
I figure, if it makes sense to me — if it resonates with me, in a positive way — then maybe it will hit home with some other folks, too.
That’s it. Plain and simple. Just like me.
Today, I found this little gem, while I cruising the Internet and simultaneously moving the mouse that’s connected to my work laptop every few minutes.
Immediately after reading it, in its simple, short form, I Googled the author, Audre Lorde. She was a self-described “Black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet.”
Audre Lorde was also a librarian.
Here’s the poem:
“When I dare
to be powerful,
to use my strength
in the service
of my vision,
then it becomes
less and less
important
whether
I am afraid.”
-Audre Lorde
More soon,
-A