This isn’t by any means new, but my lovely younger sister (who is into spoken word poetry) has gotten me interested in spoken word poetry as well. I can’t help but be deeply and emotionally affected by these poems and the way they encompass human experiences.
This has led me to realize, too, that all poems sound better when heard rather than just read. I may be late in the game, but I’m glad I understand it now. The realization has started a new tradition for me: every day, I read one poem aloud.
It’s making me fall in love with the language all over again. Everyone should give it a try!