A couple of years ago, I blogged in defense of poetry for National Poetry Month.
This morning, on the most loathed for me of holidays, April Fool’s Day, I happened to discover through Twitter the poetry of Dorothea Lasky.
In my formative years of college, possibly the first thing I came to recognize that I am is that I am a poet. It is in my bones, and not something I decided or even control.
So for National Poetry Month 2016, I invite you to share the pleasure I did in discovering Lasky’s work, starting with these:
dr. p.l. (paul) thomas 
In a world of light and ashes — you help me find a little more truth. 🙂
Thank you for this delightful piece, delightful because it speaks to me. I too am one who feels like i was born for this. I woke up one night with some words flowing off of my tongue, they were somewhat incoherent and senseless to me but they flow. in the end I even got the name for the piece “Prelude” since then I can’t seem to sop writing. say what you think of this please. https://soundcloud.com/elloyd-kelly/prelude-by-e-lloyd-kelly & https://youtu.be/UcMVlTyyDIY