As a lover of storytelling and poetry I really enjoyed a post by fellow blogger, The Barefoot Pavee today entitled ‘How to be a Poet’.
Even if he didn’t have me at the title, which he did, he’d have won me with the description of his friend, a poet known among other things for his deeply stirring notions…don’t you just love those?
The barefoot pavee describes how he recently asked his friend how one becomes a poet and was told you need four things or four experiences.
The four things are…
- A Broken Heart
- Becoming Lost
- Finding Yourself in a Quiet Spot
- Finding a Voice like Your Own
The Barefoot Pavee asked me if I felt myself to be a poet? I was surprised by both the question and my answer, yes, I feel myself to be a poet. And I thought perhaps more than any other art form you can be a poet without writing words on paper, though I have always dabbled and I know I will again.
Of course I am also a poetry lover. Here are a few stunning examples to lighten your day…
‘All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost.’
J.R.R Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
“Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire,
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.”
“If you’re reading this…
Congratulations, you’re alive.
If that’s not something to smile about,
then I don’t know what is.”
“As it has been said:
Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small cough.
Even a small love.”
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
“One should always be drunk. That’s all that matters…But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose. But get drunk.”