September 28 Is National Poetry Day

September 28 Is National Poetry Day in the United Kingdom. A day designated to enjoy, discover and share poetry. Readers in the United States and other points around the glove  can enjoy it too, just from a distance.

How better to enjoy the change of seasons and the move to the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness than with some poetry

National Poetry Day is “an initiative of the Forward Arts Foundation, a charity that celebrates excellence in poetry and widens its audience.” As a joy for a rare few poetry suffers from so many pre-conceived Ideas that spreading awareness and appreciation is a great idea.  The National Poetry Day website is full of information, suggestions and ideas to jump start your connection with poetry. This year’s theme is FREEDOM. and with poems by Emily Bronte,  Rosa Parks, William Blake and so many other great writers readers will surely find something new to inspire them.

And pop over to Penguin to their Poetry Prescription where you can answer a few questions and you are prescribed a poem to lift you up and make you feel better,



Lines On Ale by Edgar Allen Poe

August 4.

The day that is celebrated around the world as International Beer Day!! When the weather is probably either hot or frazzling. Perfect weather for a long drink. So, in honor  here is a charming little poem by Edgar Allen Poe, the master of horror.

Lines on Ale 

Fill with mingled cream and amber,
I will drain that glass again.
Such hilarious visions clamber
Through the chamber of my brain.
Quaintest thoughts, queerest fancies
Come to life and fade away.
What care I how time advances;
I am drinking ale today.

1848 ~ Edgar Allen Poe (1809-1849)


Lines On Ale by Edgar Allen Poe


Robert Burns The Bard Of Scotland

As England has William Shakespeare. Scotland has Robert Burns.

A writer of beautiful language and imagery he wrote hundreds of poems ranging from love, to people to toothache. It is tradition is Scotland to honor him with a Burns Night Supper where he is toasted and remembered for his contributions.

So for Scottish visitors to MLCWO  and in honor of his birthday today, January 25, a little homage to one of the world’s greatest crafter of words.


A Red Red Rose

O my Luve’s like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June:
O my Luve’s like the melodie,
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ ’twere ten thousand mile!

If this whets your appetite for Burns poetry take a visit to an earlier post with another of his wonderful works.


To Autumn by John Keats

The summer has gone. It is official. The days will be cooler, the nights arrive earlier, the mornings will make you want to pull the covers over your head.

But you can wear sweaters, have warm soup, bonfires in the garden.  And the colors of the leaves.

In honor of the autumn solstice a wistful look by a great poet.

To Autumn

-John Keats 1819

Reflections On Friday

A Small Needful Fact

Is that Eric Garner worked
for some time for the Parks and Rec.
Horticultural Department, which means,
perhaps, that with his very large hands,
perhaps, in all likelihood,
he put gently into the earth
some plants which, most likely,
some of them, in all likelihood,
continue to grow, continue
to do what such plants do, like house
and feed small and necessary creatures,
like being pleasant to touch and smell,
like converting sunlight
into food, like making it easier
for us to breathe.

by Ross Gay