The sun came out this morning, and when I was joyfully hanging out the washing, I found this miniature daffodil under the trampoline. Silly old daffodil.
Today was National Poetry Day. I celebrated by reading from this book on the bus, attending a poetry reading at a book shop, writing a poem at a street stall promoting creative writing, and spent five minutes listening to an enthusiastic guy on the street shout out his impromptu ode to biscuits.
Here is my favourite Janet Frame poem, to mark the occasion.
I take into my arms more than I can bear to hold
I take into my arms more than I can bear to hold
I am toppled by the world
a creation of ladders, pianos, stairs cut into the rock
a devouring world of teeth where even the common snail
eats the heart out of a forest
as you and I do, who are human, at night
yet still i take into my arms more than I can bear to hold.
– Janet Frame, from The Goose Bath poems, Vintage, 2006.
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