My friend Troy recently told me about a rich collection of poetry called “Poetry 180″. They also have an elegantly simple website: http://www.loc.gov/poetry/180/
I’ve found that reading poetry for me is like
finding the key under the rock
near the back door
I silently slide the key in
and twist
All the while the barrage of
left brain knocking continues
at the front door
while I smile with my feet
up in the back yard now
sipping my summer beer
