Posted by Christy L. Agrawal, GD Poetry Reader for 3.2
“Led by language, led by intuitive leaps of thought, a poem does not presume.” – Kazim Ali
When I was younger my mother and I used to play something we called ‘the poem game’ every night before I went to bed. There were two versions of the poem game, the mom’s-tired version in which we would take out a Shel Silverstein book, place it between us on the bed like a sacred object, and take turns closing our eyes and pointing to random pages, delving into poem after poem and reading them aloud in an unspoken competition to draw the most laughter out of the other.