This is the Rainbow List of Must-Reads: Where I review a different one of my favourite books each week! Second on our list we have an orange book with an orange cover:
Selected Poems by Simon Armitage
At the
beginning of last year I did not really understand poetry. Having only ever
been exposed to the poems I was forced to study in English class – the colder,
harder works of Carol Ann Duffy – I saw poetry as the indulgence of the
thoughts of the more miserable, bitter beings among us. I just couldn’t connect
with it. The fact that I was made to write critical essays on such texts
probably didn’t help open my mind to the world of poetry.
On National Poetry Day last year my
English teacher decided that before we would continue work on our prose essays
that she would read us some poetry from a few of her favourite books. There was
a low groan across the class as she opened a dull-looking book with the word
‘Duffy’ distinctly printed across the front. Just as expected, the poem my
teacher proceeded to read was as cold and inappropriately self-righteous as all
the ones before. I sank a little in my seat.
When the poem was done my teacher
put the book down and pulled a second out of her handbag. This book was bright
and inviting and we all sat up a little straighter as she opened it on the
middle page and began to read.
What she read next was the most
deliciously beautiful combination of words I have ever had the pleasure of
listening to. It didn’t rhyme - I didn’t know poems could do that – and it
wasn’t as self-aware as everything else I had heard. My teacher had a soft
voice that was well-suited to reading aloud but I knew this poem would have
sounded graceful on anyone’s tongue.
That night, when I got home, I was
unable to remember the title of the poem. I typed a few of the more distinctive
lines into google and after a few quick clicks I had found it. ‘You’re
Beautiful’ By Simon Armitage. I wrote it down in my notebook and read it again
before I fell asleep.
That poem is
what kindled my passionate love affair with poetry. For my birthday that year I
asked my mum for anything she could find in Waterstones by Simon Armitage.
‘Selected Poems’ is what she bought me. With a bright orange cover, it is a hand-picked
collection of a few poems from each of his books. I was elated to find that
almost every poem in that book was a gorgeous as ‘You’re Beautiful’ – if not
more. ‘To His Lost Lover’ is my favourite.
Since then I have treated ‘Selected
Poems’ as my comfort food of books. When I’m feeling particularly teenage and
emotional I open it up and read them quietly to myself. I feel very deep when I
do that.
But now, Simon Armitage is not the
only poet to take place on my bookshelves. Maya Angelou and Tanya Shirley now
sit warmly on either side of him. I love ‘Selected Poems’ not only because it
was the most beautiful book I had ever read, but also because it sent me
venturing into a thick new jungle of similes and metaphors.
I still hate to study poetry in
class, but only because I think that’s not how poetry should be enjoyed. It was
never really meant to be torn apart and scoured for symbolism, but instead read
and (please forgive the cliché) felt. I will never like Carol Ann Duffy because
I never got to read her on my own – I was forced to.
Without ‘Selected Poems’ I never
would have known all of this. And that is why it deserves the orange spot on my
rainbow list of must-reads.
You can find out more about Simon Armitage here!
And you can read the other parts to this series here: Red! Orange! Yellow!