National Poetry Day
At midday today I joined with many others at Hedley's Bookstore on Queen Street, Masterton to read one of my favourite poems.
I was quite taken aback when I arrived a little late and found there was standing room only. The range of poems read from local dignatories to joe blogs like me was vast and interesting. Some spoke of World War One experiences, some of life on the farm, experiences of growing up as a young Samoan person in a very European society of the 1960's, the Irish uprising just to name a few.
My own poem came from recently purchasing hens and one in particular a heritage Araucana hen that lays green eggs. On seeing the first egg it immediately took me back to 1984 when I moved with my infant children to Carterton and read them Dr Seuss's book Green Eggs and Ham at bedtime.