I’m Stacia, and I love poetry

Poets, aspiring poets, readers of poetry, naysayers looking to repent: hello and welcome to Versify! The first 10 people to share this link on Facebook will receive a Got Poetry? coffee mug. I’m kidding, I can’t back that up.

What I hope you will get if you read and follow this blog is a feeling of being part of a community of people who appreciate the value of poetry. We often hear that no one reads anymore, let alone poems. Stop 100 people at random on the street and see how many can name a contemporary poet, or the U.S. Poet Laureate, or even quote a single line of verse. Even within the literary world, poets sometimes think of themselves as outcasts, misunderstood or ignored geniuses with an axe to grind against the New York bestselling fiction writers and memoirists, the J.K. Rowlings and Stephenie Meyers’, the advanced degree-ed and tenured. Please! Neophytes or veterans, we need nothing more in common than a love of poetry, or a desire to cultivate one.

This is getting verbose. In the spirit of verse, I’ll distill down to the most important words: I’m Stacia, and I love poetry.

That isn’t supposed to sound like I’m entering a 12-step program, but there you have it.

I love how poems look on the page–a series of questions as to why the poet broke this line here or that line there, why the soft rhymes, the sestina form, why that title, why the adjective “crimson” instead of simply “red”? I love when an easy narrative piece slowly piles on deeper meaning, the way drops of water can still fill a whole pitcher over time. I love when a difficult poem’s meaning finally clicks in my mind, synapses firing at last while I sit in awe. I love reading and writing poems about Things Poems Shouldn’t Be About, whatever that means. I love encountering an image so random and strange that nothing else could work in its place. I love breaking as many structural rules as possible while still maintaining the essence of a traditional form. I love the challenge of experimenting with language while maintaining my personal voice. I love loving a poem so much that the last line brings me right back to the first.

What else about me do you need to know? I grew up in Huntingdon (near Penn State), went to college in Williamsport, lived outside of Philadelphia for a while, and spent two years each in Lincoln, NE, and Milwaukee, WI, working in publishing. And then I came home.

But while PA is certainly home, I’m new to the York area and need a writing community to call my very own. Perhaps you need one, too?

What do you love about poetry?

About Stacia M. Fleegal

York Daily Record multiplatform journalist. Degrees in creative writing from Lycoming College and Spalding University, and a coupla books with my name on them. Central PA native who came home after floating around for a while, but always grounded by words and the places and people I remember.
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