Happy Poets Day!

So, apparently today is Poets Day. However, there are various interpretations of the word poets. But hey, there’s a blog or two out there that asserts that today is Poets Day as in, you know, the people who write poems. Either way, you can unleash your creativity this Friday afternoon and celebrate BOTH meanings of Poets Day. You may have thought I used up all my poetry jabber during National Poetry Writing Month, but that’s not the case. For example, I just recently discovered

I confess that I’m actually not much of a poetry reader, although I find myself enjoying it when I do pick it up. I am currently reading a novel in verse, A Bad Boy Can be Good for a Girl, which is not nearly as good as David Levithan’s novel in verse, The Realm of Possibility. As for me . . . will I write a poem today? Well, that all depends on how the noveling goes, since I’ve told myself I am NOT allowed to go to sleep tonight without having written on it. Tempting as it may be, I’m not going to allow Poets Day to become a tool for procrastination . . . at least, not anymore than it already has been.