Shakespeare….why couldn’t you speak english?

Ahhh, old english. Does the heart good to have no idea what’s going on, kinda like when you eat out in chinatown.
Anyway.
 In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes,
for they in thee a thousand errors note
but tis my heart that loves what they despise
who, in despite of view, is pleased to dote.
Nor are [...]

Mark Strand: …his words take millions of words to describe…

Starting with Eating Poetry:
Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.There is no happiness like mine.I have been eating poetry.   The librarian does not believe what she sees.Her eyes are sadand she walks with her hands in her dress.   The poems are gone.The light is dim.The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up.   [...]

Melancholy- John Keats

How to begin…the easiest way, perhaps, the poem itself.
Ode to Melancholy
No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist
    Wolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;
Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss’d
    By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;
Make not your rosary of yew-berries,
    Nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be
        Your mournful Psyche, nor the [...]

Billy Collins’ Introduction

As tempting as the poem “Taking off Emily Dickinson’s clothes” is, I was drawn to this poem instead.
Introduction to Poetry
I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide
or press an ear against its hive
I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out
or walk [...]

Emily Dickinson- a logical start

So, here I am with pages of notes but no posts…I shall do my best to post all of my thoughts, although some…don’t make…sense…
Logical starting place: the Brain.
We start: #556
The brain, within its groove, runs evenly and true
but let a splinter swerve
’twere easier for you
to put a current back
when floods have slit the hills
and scooped [...]