@ianpspurs I have not been a real poetry fan since my teenage Ferlinghetti
days. Limericks and haiku are exceptions, and Old Testament Hebrew poetry. Love haiku! My brain won’t stand still for long enough to get a full appreciation of much that I read. I understand Shakespeare is poetry but that’s different.
Do you know, my dad is (and Mom will be, with several generations of her maternal ancestors) buried in the same cemetery as Robert Frost. So I read the orchard poem, and by golly I love it too! Thank you for bringing it up
All I really remember of youthful poetry learning is,
the boy stood on the burning deck......
Eating peanuts by the peck. That was my dad’s.
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