Hi guys, I'm
Jordan, the new editor of the Poetry site. I promise I don't bite, especially not through the computer. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better and to help us all appreciate poetry more and craft poetry better.
When did you begin to appreciate poetry? I remember most people in my high school class thought of poetry as a chore and/or a bore. Then again, they thought of pretty much everything that way.
I really began to appreciate poetry in high school. I'm not much of a poet, but on occasion I've made some sad attempts. I read my high school friends' attempts at poetry, too. How did Pablo Neruda and William Carlos Williams make their poetry work so well when ours seemed so stunted and sophomoric?
I have to admit that it was pretty easy for me to get "inside" a poem to interpret it and draw the meaning out. However, one of the first poems that really had an impact on me was Edna St Vincent Millay's sonnet,
Oh, oh you will be sorry for that word. It was the first time that I was able to look at a poem and see that it was a sonnet�and understand why that made a difference. Plus, I liked it.
When did you begin to really 'appreciate' poetry? What was the first poem you really appreciated?