by Kim Sunée • October 5, 2012
A friend of mine is at Harvard on a Nieman Fellowship and just texted this morning that he is on a field trip, en route to New Hampshire to visit with the great poet, Donald Hall. And all he can think about “is reading poetry.” I like being reminded mid-morning that we don’t read enough poetry and so here is a poem for the day, by Jane Kenyon, on that elusive thing called happiness.
On a side note, I vote for more field trips (for students all ages) to visit poets or to just find a moment during the day to read poetry. If you had a day to read poetry, what would you choose?
“New Hampshire in autumn, at the edge of Don Hall’s farm” via Instagram photo by Brett Anderson
What a lovely gift that poem is, Kim. I could read it quite a few times (when there is enough time to read poetry). I just received a copy of “The Hungry Ear” edited by Kevin Young, all poems about food and drink. You’d like it.
Thanks, Donna, for sharing. I’ll look up “The Hungry Ear.” Hope to see you soon!