Take Your Poet to Work Day (Third Wednesday, July)

Next Wednesday, July 20, 2022: The one day in a year during which someone might ask, “Who’s your favorite poet?”

Is that a poet in your pocket?

Where will you be on the third Wednesday of July this year?

Wednesday, July 20, is Take Your Poet to Work Day, which “celebrates poets and poetry” by bringing poetry enthusiasts together at work. This also creates opportunity to introduce or reignite an interest among others, with whom we actually get to spend time on a regular basis.

Who knows, Bring Your Poet to Work day could introduce a new friendship or association, through mutual interest and proximity, in a landscape that is ordinarily vacant of personal interest.

Wherever you’ll be, it’s THE day to be ready to share . . . the one time of year that almost anybody could ask, “Who’s your favorite poet?”.

Which poet will you take into work with you? How will you showcase them? #TakeYourPoetToWorkDay
Resources: https://www.huffpost.com/entry/take-your-poet-to-work-day-makes-poetry-fun_b_59676d45e4b0524d8fa7fb3b


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5 thoughts on “Take Your Poet to Work Day (Third Wednesday, July)”

  1. Funny .. it’s also my birthday on the 20th .. in my collection, I have, W.B. Yeats, Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson, Banjo Patterson, and Henry Lawson, but my favourite will always be Leonard Cohen

    Happens To The Heart
    I was always working steady
    But I never called it art
    I was funding my depression
    Meeting Jesus reading Marx
    Sure it failed my little fire
    But it’s bright the dying spark
    Go tell the young messiah
    What happens to the heart

    There’s a mist of summer kisses
    Where I tried to double-park
    The rivalry was vicious
    And the women were in charge
    It was nothing, it was business
    But it left an ugly mark
    So I’ve come here to revisit
    What happens to the Heart

    I was selling holy trinkets
    I was dressing kind of sharp
    Had a pussy in the kitchen
    And a panther in the yard
    In the prison of the gifted
    I was friendly with the guard
    So I never had to witness
    What happens to the Heart

    A page from one of Leonard Cohen’s diaries.
    A page from one of Leonard Cohen’s diaries.

    I should have seen it coming
    You could say I wrote the chart
    Just to look at her was trouble
    It was trouble from the start
    Sure we played a stunning couple
    But I never liked the part
    It ain’t pretty, it ain’t subtle
    What happens to the Heart

    Now the angel’s got a fiddle
    And the devil’s got a harp
    Every soul is like a minnow
    Every mind is like a shark
    I’ve opened every window
    But the house, the house is dark
    Just say Uncle, then it’s simple
    What happens to the heart

    I was always working steady
    But I never called it art
    The slaves were there already
    The singers chained and charred
    Now the arc of justice bending
    And the injured soon to march
    I lost my job defending
    What happens to the Heart

    I studied with this beggar
    He was filthy he was scarred
    By the claws of many women
    He had failed to disregard
    No fable here no lesson
    No singing meadowlark
    Just a filthy beggar blessing
    What happens to the heart

    I was always working steady
    But I never called it art
    I could lift, but nothing heavy
    Almost lost my union card
    I was handy with a rifle
    My father’s .303 We fought for something final
    Not the right to disagree

    Sure it failed my little fire
    But it’s bright the dying spark
    Go tell the young messiah
    What happens to the heart

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    1. Thanks so much for your comment. I could listen to Leonard Cohen hours on end. Might I also suggest, for readers, “Dear Diary” from Leonard Cohen’s Book of Longing.

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