April is National Poetry Month. I happen to be a big poetry fan, and so am thrilled every year when various poetry organizations email out a poem a day in April.
In reading a poem today - not one from the official orgs, but from 37Days, a verse caught my eye. It's as follows:
"And I noticed my new best friend -- by now we were
holding hands --
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some
medicinal thing,
With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling
tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere."
I believe it's a Palestinian tradition...could be wrong about that. In any event, I like traditions as much as I like poems, and this one is worth noting.
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