National Poetry Month

A lot things come with the month of April: the beautiful spring time, the spring time showers, the Easter bunny, and best of all – poetry. April is National poetry month, and in celebrating it the BookBandit has many poetry themed features book reviews of books in verse, specialized booklists (with books chosen by myself and the one and only Miss Print), and more.

One of the features that will pop up this month is a poem a day. Everyday during the month of April I will post a poem of my choosing – a poem that either has significance to me or one I simply enjoy. These poems come from a variety of places – anthologies of poems, poems for books written in verse, etc.

So, today April 1st, I give you:

Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll  from Alice Through the Looking Glass

” ‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

The Frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand:

Long time the manxome for he sought –

So rested by the Tumtum tree,

And stood awhile in thought

And, as in uffish thought he stood,

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

Came whifling through the tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back.

“And, hast thou slain the Jabberwock?

Come to my arms, my beamish boy!

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! “

He chortled in his joy.

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.”

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