P is for Poetry and Phil Kaye

In the words of the great Edgar Allan Poe, "I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of beauty."

I may have mentioned it a few times before, but poems never appealed to me as a way to express myself. I've never expounded on that, fearing that a mob of poets might come after me at night and write poems with my blood (okay, too much). But today, I want to expound on that and also share my surprisingly growing love.

Poems never appealed to me mainly because I found a verse or two is just too short to be able to tell what I really felt. Well, surprise Andrea, long poems exist! I know but I honestly struggled with writing a short one, I couldn't even imagine how I'll be able to write a long one.

I have great respect for the people I knew who wrote poetry and an even greater respect for poems itself, but I have come to accept that it's just not for me. I have come at peace with my inability to write any kind of poetry.

Which was until my sister sent me a video of a poetry performance by Phil Kaye. I had never been so amazed and touched by a 3-minute performance of free form poetry. I knew nothing about poetry except for the fact that I can't do it, but as I finished the video she sent me, I asked her for another one and after that I had begun scouring the internet for more.

During the past few days I've been spending a lot of time watching poetry performances and I thought I'd share it with you guys!

Without further ado, I would like to share 5 of my favorite poetry videos (2 of which will be of Phil Kaye, one of my absolute favorite people).



That's five of the poetry I would recommend people to watch the most, but I've been spending some time curating a playlist of the videos I loved the most and you can view them here.

I am not exaggerating when I say I have been working on this post for so long, editing and adding and removing a lot of stuff (even though it doesn't look like it). I just feel like I won't be able to give justice to the actual explanation of how beautiful poems are and the feeling they gave me during the past few days spent watching poetry slams. I hope I've at least given it a bit of justice.