“National Poetry Month each April is the largest literary celebration in the world, with tens of millions of readers, students, K-12 teachers, librarians, booksellers, literary events curators, publishers, bloggers, and, of course, poets marking poetry’s important place in our culture and our lives.
While we celebrate poets and poetry year-round, the Academy of American Poets was inspired by the successful celebrations of Black History Month (February) and Women’s History Month (March), and founded National Poetry Month in April 1996 with an aim to:
- highlight the extraordinary legacy and ongoing achievement of American poets,
- encourage the reading of poems,
- assist teachers in bringing poetry into their classrooms,
- increase the attention paid to poetry by national and local media,
- encourage increased publication and distribution of poetry books, and
- encourage support for poets and poetry.”
Which is all well and good! I’m here for it. But…honestly? I hate poetry.
I used to be super against audiobooks. True, I owned the first four Harry Potter books on cassette (aw yiss, early 2000s technology), but that was just because I felt like I *needed* to own them. I think we gave up on books five through seven, which was fine, because as much as I loved the narration, it was far too slow for me. I don’t speed read on purpose, that’s just…how my brain works. I felt like audiobooks were cheating.