To promote the reading, writing, publishing and teaching of poetry throughout the world, UNESCO apparently declared March 21 has World Poetry Day back in 1999. So, in commemoration of this, I thought I’d share some “contemporary” poems (and poets) from my Tumblr dashboard. Sorry if it’s a bit long – but I couldn’t narrow them further anymore…
I’ve chanced upon some of them a while back and I’ve been following their blogs ever since. So, if you like them, do follow them as well.
“The Story Behind Lobsters” by Clementine von Radics
Don’t ask me about her lips. How they ruby and burn. Stretch full over white teeth, taut like a drum. I want her to make music of me.
Don’t ask me about her hands. The way they are scarred with stories. How they slide down her legs as I stare. Mouth cotton; eyes hungry.
Don’t ask me about my hunger. The way my stomach drops tight when she looks at me. The way my palms itch for her bones. Don’t ask me about my fear. The way she comes to me.
How I open my mouth to say “Yes” and it comes out “I’m sorry.”
“Patience” by Lang Leav
“Collapsed Lungs, Dusty Heart” by Marianna Paige
Pressed Flowers by Michael Faudet
(For more, his blog site is here)
Here are more poems I life but I can’t seem to find the original post/poets’ site. Apologies for that. But, if you happen to know where I can “follow” them, please feel free to share with me.
For Women Who Are Difficult to Love by Warsan Shire
You are a horse running alone
and he tries to tame you
compares you to an impossible highway
to a burning house
says you are blinding him
that he could never leave you
want anything but you
you dizzy him, you are unbearable
every woman before or after you
is doused in your name
you fill his mouth
his teeth ache with memory of taste
his body just a long shadow seeking yours
but you are always too intense
frightening in the way you want him
unashamed and sacrificial
he tells you that no man can live up to the one who
lives in your head
and you tried to change didn’t you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.
How about you? What poems have you read lately? Do you have an all-time favourite? What’s your favourite one?