Yeah, I tried it.
First, I was asked how I was feeling today.
I answered with: I feel great!
Next, I was asked to tell the doctor why I felt this way.
I answered with: I’m just enjoying life.
My prescription was William Wordsworth:
My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold
MY heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began,
So is it now I am a man,
So be it when I shall grow old
Or let me die!
The child is father of the man:
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
W. Wordsworth
Goodwin has a book: 101 Poems That Could Save Your Life.
I can't lie: I kind of like that this is happening. I bet people in Literary Land are raising their fists in anger while ranting about how poetry shouldn't be made mainstream. It's like the punk kids in high school screaming because ripped jeans and Ramones shirts became popular.
Me? I'm glad if someone picks this book up, reads some Wordsworth, and not only feels better but decides to read more poetry (anthology or not).
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Thanks for the comment! Wait, did you go to Hollins?
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