Poem In Your Pocket Day

pocket_logo

Head’s up!   Thursday, April 18th, 2013 is Poem In Your Pocket day!  Originally started by the New York City Departments of Cultural Affairs and Education,  in partnership with the Office of the Mayor, PIYPD was launched in 2002 as part of the city’s National Poetry Month Celebration.  Then, in 2008, the Academy of American Poets got involved to make the day a national event.  

Each year on Poem in Your Pocket Day, people are encouraged to select a poem they love, then make copies of it to share with co-workers, students, family members, strangers…anyone!  

I first head about PIYPD from a friend, who works as the director of recreation in a small town in CT.  Several years ago, a couple of young women came in to the town offices, and handed out poems that were “small enough to fit in your pocket.”  My friend chatted with them and thanked them for the poem.  After they left, she looked down to see that the poem they had given her was written by my brother-in-law, the poet Jason Tandon.  Small world, small poems, big fun!  

I hope you’ll consider finding (or writing!) your own poem to share this year.

Here’s a nice pocket-size poem by Jason Tandon, from his upcoming collection Quality of Life ( Black Lawrence Press, May, 2013):  Your Voice.

I’m planning on handing out copies of one of my favorite poems to people I see walking their dogs on April 18th.  Here is a lovely audio of Garrison Keillor reading Jason Tandon’s :  Cleaning Up After the Dog.

And because my inner writer sometimes plays around with poetry, here’s one from me:  

Aisle 12 

Under the fluorescent din

I scan the bags for a salty, crunchy escape

You trap me to tell me that their pretzels are better, and

I shouldn’t get the ones you are stocking, because

Screw them,

Screw them.

You lean in to tell me

What was 3% is now .75, and who is supposed to live on that?

I don’t know what that means,

But I know disgruntled when it grunts.

I picture you at home that evening,

Honey I really stuck it to them today

So pleased that you got some lady in yoga pants to buy the other brand.

And as you’re gloating

That same lady is whetting her salt-puckered pretzel lips

With a nice Cabernet,

Because all I wanted was a snack.

 

4 thoughts on “Poem In Your Pocket Day

  1. Oh, I like your brother-in-law’s contribution. The world would indeed be a better place with civics-minded verse.

    But your poem spoke to me, Nancy. I gave up sweets for Lent, so my last 30-odd days has been an unending quest for a “salty, crunchy, escape.” Glad you found yours!

  2. Nice piece all around. Typo in the poem: “…disgruntled when IT grunts” Dad

    On Wed, Mar 27, 2013 at 9:15 AM, Nancy Tand

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s