Poetry In The News



Here’s your poetry in the news for this week:

China’s newly-hailed Emily Dickinson, Yu Xiuhua, is discussed in a journey about going from an isolated life on a farm to becoming a celebrity.

Why reading poetry makes us empathetic.

Lancaster University is offering a free MOOC on the influence of the Lake District on the poetry of William Wordsworth.

An essay by Andrew Johnston, first published as a 14-year old schoolboy.

Sue Wootton explains why poetry is important to help us communicate clearly.

Does teaching poetry get in the way of enjoying it? An interesting article.

And finally, why poetry will make you a good entrepreneur

Happy weeks all round!

Poem of the Week: No Man Is An Island, John Donne


No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were:
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.

No Man Is An Island

Favourite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe, A Dream

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed—
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
That holy dream—that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.
What though that light, thro’ storm and night,
So trembled from afar—
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth’s day-star?
Okay, I must be a sucker for Poe writing about dreams because this is my second favourite.

Poetry In The News


Hello 😊 here’s your poetry in the news for this week; I hope it’s a good one!

The influence of poetry in the 70s.

Amazing street poetry in Adelaide that you can only see when it rains; how beautiful is that!

Potentially the most beautiful thing ever: a celebration of ‘local’ words, colloquialisms then, of the UK, in poetry. Yes please.

The development of ‘formal’ Singapore poetry.

Celebrating 70s years of independence with Indo-Pak poetry.

And finally, ‘10 spoken word poems you need to hear’. Spoilers: you don’t need to hear 10, you need to hear all of them. Spoken word poets are amazing and deserve all the love at all times.


Poem of the Week: Trees, Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

Favourite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe, Alone

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring—
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow—I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone—
And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone—
Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
Of a most stormy life—was drawn
From ev’ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still—
From the torrent, or the fountain—
From the red cliff of the mountain—
From the sun that ’round me roll’d
In its autumn tint of gold—
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass’d me flying by—
From the thunder, and the storm—
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view—
I don’t know, I always feel like this poem speaks to and celebrates uniqueness, not fitting in and being as everyone expects you to be. That’s just my interpretation of it, but it feels like a comfort 🙂