At the end of the poetry anthology Sinners Welcome by Mary Karr there is an essay by the author in which she discusses part of her journey of faith and the role of poetry in that journey. From reading it I realised how shallow my own experience of poetry is and that while setting out to read a poem a day is definitely worthwhile, it is just scratching the surface of truly experiencing poetry.
In memorising the poems I loved, I "ate" them in a way. I breathed as the poet breathed to recite the words: Someone else's suffering and passion entered my my body to change me, partly by joining me to others in a saving circle.
For the year ahead (i.e., 2018) I will continue reading a poem each day to broaden my experience, but I also would like to latch on to a couple of poems that really speak to me and read them over many times, write them out, speak them out and let them take root in me until I can feel, the poem as well as read or recite it.