Poetry is everywhere; you just need to pay attention and stop to appreciate art when you encounter it. Here are some more examples of poetry in unexpected places that I’ve discovered since my last post.
I have a confession to make – I’m not sure how I feel about Christmas any more. It’s a great excuse to have a break from work, spend time with loved ones and indulge in festive treats but the older I get, the more I’m starting to question whether I’m just going through the motions of celebrating this cultural holiday.
Did you know that the famous quote “Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all” is actually an extract from an epic poem about grief? Alfred, Lord Tennyson wrote In Memoriam over the course of 17 years following the sudden death of a close friend and it beautifully describes the experience of grief, from the initial sorrow to the eventual acceptance, in the years after a bereavement.
It’s that time of year again when retailers debut their Christmas adverts, and we tune in in our thousands to watch them. From sweetly sentimental to comically cheery, there’s something for everyone – but this year, one retailer’s Christmas advert campaigned for change and was subsequently “banned” from TV for being too political.
It’s been said that a person needs three things in order to be happy: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for. Since I’ve already blogged about love and work, I think it’s about time I wrote something about hope.
I am 11 years old when I first see my name in print. The poem is called My Dog and has been selected for inclusion in an anthology called Paws for Thought, published by Arrival Press in 1994. It is a collection of poems by dog owners about their beloved pets…
A couple of months ago, I blogged about the increasing number of companies using poetry in their advertising campaigns; since then, I’ve spotted more and more examples cropping up (once you see one, you start to see them everywhere!).
I recently shared a guest post by Leanne Moden about body image, and it got me thinking about my own feelings on the subject – specifically about how today’s teenagers are exposed to so many more unrealistic images of beauty than I had to deal with when I was growing up in the mid-nineties (i.e. when the internet and mobile phones were in their infancy and social media was just a twinkle in Mark Zuckerberg’s eye).
It’s often been said that in order to write, you first have to read – to consume the work of others, discover the type of writing you enjoy and develop your own distinctive style. For this reason, I collect poetry books; from petite pamphlets to heavy hardbacks, by poets past and present, I love them all and return to them again and again.
When I started this blog, my first post was about love and I had the foresight to name it “part one” because it was inevitable that I would write about this universal subject again – as I find myself doing today. The theme of this second post about love is how absence makes the heart grow fonder; an old adage which, in my experience, is absolutely true.