…a fragile music tuned by borrowed contents,
each narrow flute enriched by what it holds
the song provisional, the precise note
inspiring thirst, but altered by a sip.
April Lindner’s “Crystal”
April Lindner
National Poetry Month: Introductions
I more or less stumbled into poetry during my undergraduate days. I didn’t write poetry when I was growing up. I didn’t even read that much poetry. Prior to college, the extent of my exposure to poetry was found in school assignments and was paired with teachers who didn’t much care to explore “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” or Shakespeare’s sonnets.