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Poetry Friday: Druid Hill Park

April 13, 2018 Jane the Raincity Librarian 10 comments

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I’ve mentioned my city’s Poetry in Transit program before, but for those of you who are new to the Raincity Librarian family, the Poetry in Transit program “produces a collection of poetry car cards annually, which feature the work of BC-authored and Canadian-published poets. Now in its 21st year, this project is an opportunity to share these wonderful poems with the larger community.” The program is a wonderful way to share and promote the works of talented local poets, while also infusing some much-needed poetry into our busy, distraction-filled modern lives.

While taking the bus home from work the other day I came across this stunning work, an excerpt from a poem called “Druid Hill Park”, by B.C. poet Heidi Greco. I was immediately struck by its simplicity and beauty, and just had to share it.

Heidi Greco is a writer, an editor and a workshop facilitator from Surrey, B.C. (just a hop, skip and a jump from me in Raincity). Her works have been published in multiple anthologies and outlets, and you can follow her on her blog. It’s so inspiring to know that we have such talent right here in our own backyard!

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend, filled with the sweetness of moving air.

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10 comments

  1. Robyn Hood Black says:
    April 13, 2018 at 5:12 am

    What a great program, Jane. (I’ll need to check out the poem later, when I’m on a screen I can expand to read! I couldn’t get the image to enlarge here.) Happy Poetry Friday!

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  2. Tabatha says:
    April 13, 2018 at 12:19 pm

    Beautiful poem, Jane! I can feel the sweetness of the air (and the interaction). Mentioning Druid Hill Park made me think of Druid Hills in Atlanta. There’s also one in Baltimore. So many druids in the hills!

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  3. Alice Nine says:
    April 13, 2018 at 2:54 pm

    Thank you for introducing Heidi Greco (I clicked over to her blog and read a few posts). I love the lines of her poem that you shared — the words, the form, and the topic since we fly kites at the coast and last summer some of the “little ones” (grandkids) were big enough to be on the end of a kite by themselves. What fun they had!

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  4. mbhmaine says:
    April 13, 2018 at 7:39 pm

    What a wonderful program! I love discovering poetry when I’m out and about. Heidi Greco’s poem is delightful. Thanks for sharing!

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  5. Matt Forrest Esenwine says:
    April 14, 2018 at 11:05 am

    That IS a touching little poem, Jane! And what a great idea to spread poetry!

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  6. Kay Mcgriff says:
    April 14, 2018 at 2:21 pm

    Such a great project–and a lovely poem. Just one more reason I wish we had better public transportation here in IN (nonexistent in my rural community). I wonder how else I could get poetry out in public here….

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  7. Linda Mitchell says:
    April 14, 2018 at 3:11 pm

    oooooh, a new poet (to me). Thank you for the introduction. And, that line…today I forgot myself. That’s such a perfect beginning. Saving that one for my journal!

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  8. Brenda Davis Harsham says:
    April 15, 2018 at 3:10 am

    I could feel the breeze on my neck as I read. I hope the kite made it up high. Makes me want to get a banner and put a poem up.

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  9. Michelle Heidenrich Barnes says:
    April 15, 2018 at 3:33 am

    I think we could all use a kite-flying Samaritan from time to time… a little help to get off the ground. Thanks for sharing this lovely poem. Just what I needed, Jane. 🙂

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  10. Michelle Kogan says:
    April 17, 2018 at 3:38 am

    Warm and touching poem Jane, thanks for sharing it! I hope some warm breezes move in so more kites can take flight

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