May has come in slowly and steadily and brought in its wake extended lock down of two more weeks.
I hope May is not as slow as April. Why must time be relative? Why does it feel so?
April is celebrated as the National Poetry Month by Academy of of American Poets to celebrate American poets.
So I decided to read only poetry this month.
Poems have a lovely, magical quality to them of saying so much, in so less. They convey emotions in so many myriad ways that it is breathtaking!
These are the collection of poems I had at home and I decided to read them in the month of April.
Along with poems I also reread Camus’ The Plague and boy oh boy it was an intense experience and reading it felt like I was looking at a mirror at our own world today that has been hit by the corona virus pandemic.
But apart from this novel, all my reading was poems. These are the five poetry collections I read this month: