April is Poetry Month, so I will be doing things with that for a while.
Poetry has never appealed to the majority of the population--not even in the 19th century. Christians do have a special link to poetry, however little they know or suspect it. Those who revere the Psalms are reading poetry every time they open them. Those who sing hymns each Sunday are singing poetry.
It is unfortunate that some readers were turned off poetry forever in school as they memorized, parsed, copied and did "poetry notebooks". Poetry feeds my soul--try it for a while with me this month.
Edgar Allen Poe called poetry "the rhymthic creation of beauty. "I think one of the best stanzas of a modern praise song I have heard is from Mercy Me's
The Love of God:
Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill
And every man a scribe by trade--
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.
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