I’ve discovered another poet I love–David Whyte.

Since I’ll run into copyright issues, should I include some of his poetry here, I’ll provide you with the links instead.

They are perfect for anytime, but especially good for a Sunday afternoon read with tea and cookies.  [Click on the poem titles to read.]

Start with “Self-Portrait.”

Then “Everything is Waiting for You.”

“Revelation Must Be Terrible.”

“The Opening of Eyes.”

A story: “Arrivals.”

“Faith.”

Personally, I like poetry that is understandable and speaks to my heart.  I’m not one for obscure phrases.  I want it said straight out, in an unusual way.  That’s just me.  I think that’s why Billy Collins is so popular (and believe me, he gets a lot of ribbing for it from the ivory tower!).  But to me, if a poet’s words (or a writer’s, for that matter) can’t be understood, then what’s their use?

The key is to unlock a reader’s heart, for a brief glimpse into those dark, recessed places he or she forgot about, or didn’t know existed.

Whyte is another poet, for me, who does this.

Ahhh, I love such discoveries.

[Post image: David Whyte]