Poetry As An Experience

You must allow the words to sink in, to show you something, to transform you. My favorite poem of all time is about the experience of being transformed through the reading of poetry. I want to share it with all of you.



Eating Poetry
Mark Strand

Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.

The librarian does not believe what she sees.
Her eyes are sad
and she walks with her hands in her dress.

The poems are gone.
The light is dim.
The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up.

Their eyeballs roll,
their blond legs burn like brush.
The poor librarian begins to stamp her feet and weep.

She does not understand.
When I get on my knees and lick her hand,
she screams.

I am a new man,
I snarl at her and bark,
I romp with joy in the bookish dark.

amsthegreat amsthegreat
22-25, F
1 Response Apr 14, 2010

Indeed, eating and drinking poetry - enjoying it.