Where have all the poets gone?
Whenever I visit a bookstore, there's a couple of sections I always check out. One of those sections is the poetry one.
I've noticed in those chain store branches the poetry section is getting smaller and smaller. Whereas at one time the poetry filled three or four bookcases, poetry now fits in one or so cases. The number of titles has decreased, as has the selection of poets. The big names are represented, but not many more. The only kinds of selections that seem to be increasing in number are anthologies devoted to specific themes - love, passion, loss, for example - or ones by famous people (musicians, politicians, actors - not poets).
One of my pleasures in the past was finding new poets - including some local ones - or works by more obscure ones I'd heard of but had never read. That's happening less and less. In fact, I haven't bought any poetry books in a while.
I suppose the poets and their publishers are finding other ways to market, such as the internet. Still, there's something to be said for picking up a book and skimming through it before buying it.
I guess I'm just old-fashioned that way.
Now, off to bed to read some poetry until I fall asleep.
Maybe some Chesterton.
My wife got me a new volume of his collected poems. She had to special order that.