Poetry doesn't feed us, clothe us, keep us warm or provide any practical help to us. So why is poetry as old as civilisation and as eternal as rain? What is the special appeal of poems?

You probably have your own reasons for being drawn to this site, but here are some answers that others have offered for why poetry calls to us.

Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. ~ Carl Sandburg, Poetry Considered

Poets are soldiers that liberate words from the steadfast possession of definition.  ~ Eli Khamarov, The Shadow Zone

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.  ~ Robert Frost

Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal which the reader recognizes as his own.  ~ Salvatore Quasimodo

This site gives you the poetry of Jackie Drysdale, a Yorkshire poetess whose 'interior feelings' will resonate with many readers and be recognised as their own.

Welcome to Jackie's site. We hope you will stay a while.