Oh to read a poem

My daughter and I discovered recently that we share a love for Robert Frost. It led to a moment of sharing as we talked about our favorite poems. It was sparked by a link to www.poets.org my sister Pam sent to me after her return from Ireland. It reminded me once again of the power of the written word. Katherine has learned to love reading too and I am grateful. Many times during my life I have returned to the comfort of a good poem. William Wordsworth, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Hugh Prather, and yes Robert Frost all take me back instantly to my boarding school days. It seemed a chore at the time memorizing poems for the school declaration day but now I am grateful. I can even recite a few lines of Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot and still marvel at the lyrical pace of this poem. Katherine's inspired me too to read more of the recent poems written. A good summer task I believe. To quote one of my favorite poems " oh do not ask what is it, let us go and make our visit.."