When I was younger, even months younger, I enjoyed poetry. That was before exploring World Poetry in an academic setting. I had all but given up on ever enjoying poetry again when my professor introduced me to Hale Chatfield. Although, I dragged my feet a bit (a lot) before diving into the quick read of Chatfield's Greatest Hits (1958-2000) I found his words far from quick to leave my thoughts. I picked the book up and read it again. In my next post I will share with you the three poems that reminded me of the playful, sweet/sour "youthful" zest I once had for poetry.