I read a poem every morning. I used to struggle to read poetry. I wanted to like it but I couldn’t understand it. I committed to reading each poem twice, some stanzas that felt really foreign to me I’d read aloud. After many months of reading a poem every morning, it’s like my brain finally speaks that language. I understand what I am reading; I feel movement in my body, in my heart, when I read certain combinations of words. After all this time I finally speak poetry.
Grandmotherly Love
Grandmotherly Love
Grandmotherly Love
I read a poem every morning. I used to struggle to read poetry. I wanted to like it but I couldn’t understand it. I committed to reading each poem twice, some stanzas that felt really foreign to me I’d read aloud. After many months of reading a poem every morning, it’s like my brain finally speaks that language. I understand what I am reading; I feel movement in my body, in my heart, when I read certain combinations of words. After all this time I finally speak poetry.