April is National Poetry Month. I happen to be a big poetry fan, and so am thrilled every year when various poetry organizations email out a poem a day in April.
In reading a poem today – not one from the official orgs, but from 37Days, a verse caught my eye. It’s as follows:
"And I noticed my new best friend — by now we were
holding hands —
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some
With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere."
I believe it’s a Palestinian tradition…could be wrong about that. In any event, I like traditions as much as I like poems, and this one is worth noting.