After I shared that favorite Sharon Olds poem last week, Kym asked me if I would like join her, Kat, and Bonny in featuring poetry on our blogs for this month, and of course I said yes! There's a loose schedule with themes for each week, and this week we're all focusing on the same poet, Elizabeth Alexander.
Though her name was not immediately familiar to me, I have surely heard her poetry before, most notably because she read her poem "Praise Song for the Day" at Barack Obama's first inauguration (I think I was so overcome by emotion that all I could remember about the ceremony was Aretha Franklin's hat). Still, I couldn't have told you any of her poems by name or really anything about her biography, so it was a real treat to get to know her a little and read some of her poems. Unfortunately neither of my library apps had any of her poetry collections available, so I was limited to what I could find online. The poem I am sharing today, however, stood out -- maybe because I wrote a poem with the same title back in my angst-y teenage poetry-writing days or maybe because of the change in season. But I certainly hope you enjoy it as much as I do.