It was National Poetry Day this week. Twitter was awash with gorgeous poems – the sheer volume of sentences and stanzas was a bit overwhelming. Because sometimes it’s just one word that hits home. A word to finish a stream of thought that tightens the throat and stops the breath.
Words have power. I don’t understand the alchemy of it but it’s magical. So without further ado here’s the poem that never fails – never – to stop me in my tracks.
The Committee Weighs In by Andrea Cohen I tell my mother I've won the Nobel Prize. Again? she says. Which discipline this time? It's a little game we play: I pretend I'm somebody, she pretends she isn't dead.