|Thanks to the awesome Sara for this.|
During this year studying English Literature and Creative Writing, I’ve developed a new appreciation for poetry. With this in mind, I thought that I’d start a new weekly feature on So Many Books, So Little Time in which I share with you my favourite poems. They may be ones I discover on my course or ones I’ve loved for a long time.
Hopefully some of you will join me in sharing some awesome poems.
This Room – Imtiaz Dharker
This room is breaking out
of itself, cracking through
its own walls
in search of space, light,
The bed is lifting out of
From dark corners, chairs
are rising up to crash through clouds.
This is the time and place
to be alive:
when the daily furniture of our lives
stirs, when the improbable arrives.
Pots and pans bang together
in celebration, clang
past the crowd of garlic, onions, spices,
fly by the ceiling fan.
No one is looking for the door.
In all this excitement
I'm wondering where
I've left my feet, and why
my hands are outside, clapping.
This is, once again, a result of GCSEs. I’m a big kid really and so the onomatopoeia in This Room really appeals to me. I still have no idea what it means, though!