Love Letters to Poetry | Personal Anthologies
In poetry school, one of my professors asked us to make personal poetry anthologies. He carried his with him when he traveled. That way, he said, he always had something good to read.
He told us to type our favorite poems so that we could get a feeling for their construction, like an apprentice copying a master painter’s work. How long were the lines? Where were the turns? When were there pauses and punctuation? How did it feel to type the lines we loved?
Once we finished, we could print and assemble our personal collections of our favorite compositions.
I no longer have my original anthology — the one I made in class — but I keep an adapted version within reach of my desk. Whenever I encounter a poem I love, I paste it into the journal that has become my new personal anthology.
Every so often, I reach out and open it to a random page, and the poem there inevitably delights me. I chose it, after all.
I never remember everything that I put into that little book, so every page is both surprising and familiar, like running into an old friend. Oh, it’s you! It’s so good to see you.