I have to admit, poetry wasn’t an art I was into until this pandemic hit. I remember studying it for my exams in secondary school but that was it. I just didn’t get it.
Well. Talk about what I was missing. Maybe its getting older, life experience, recent sadness in our world, heightened emotions: but It really has been a means of comfort to me throughout this past year. Have you found comfort through this art?
Learning all about the art, writing my own poetry and reading from many great poets; transports me right back to familiar, relatable places while bursting with imagery and power.
Seamus Heaney’s Blackberry-Picking
Oh what poet doesn’t like Seamus Heaney? When I first started writing and reading poetry over a year ago I started reading an anthology with a collection of his greatest poems ( I remember studying a few at school).
He was such a beautiful and talented poet; and could really hit the five senses in such a powerful way.
Being from the country in Ireland this poem just transports me back to that place of innocence during my childhood – where you would run through those fields picking those juicy blackberries from those bushes. Even his description down to the pea cans and jam pots. Children just loved to run wild with anything they could find, in order to collect those blackberries. Living near my grandparents farm and even his description of the bath in the byre (you country folk will know this well)
Finding comfort through poetry
This past year has been difficult for you and I. We’re living through something we could never have imagined. Connecting through poetry if its writing or reading some of the greats, has really opened my eyes and tapped into the emotions in such a powerful way when you let yourself ‘feel’ and get lost in those words.
Some of the greatest poems have been written through the hardest of times. Does this tell us that poetry isn’t dead, but is very much alive?
I’m so thankful I connected with poetry throughout this pandemic and as a therapeutic outlet. I know it will be part of my life now going forward.
What poem/poet do you like that takes you down memory lane in the country?
Thank you for reading my post and have a beautiful day, reading some wonderful poetry!