‘Poetry connects us to what is deepest in ourselves. It gives us access to our own feelings, which are often shadowy, and engages us in the art of making meaning. It widens the space of our inner lives. It is a magical, mysterious, inexplicable (though not incomprehensible) event in language.’ – Edward Hirsch
I read this in ‘Being Alive’, the alchemical poetry collection and sequel to ‘Staying Alive’, an old favourite. It was my birthday on Friday and I spent a small delicious segment of it reading poetry from this book in bed. I love its raw and unflinching look at our everyday and transcendant realities through the lens of contemporary poetry.