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Does Poetry Have a Place in Business?

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I recently read this fascinating article in the business magazine Forbes, by Stephanie Denning, entitled “Does Poetry Have a Place in Business” https://www.forbes.com/sites/stephaniedenning/2018/04/06/does-poetry-have-a-place-in-business-one-unsung-success-secret/.

 

In the article Denning argues that those who read poetry develop their imaginations and imagination is an important factor in driving successful business.

 

I believe that poetry is valuable in and of itself. It is not merely a utilitarian means to the end of good business practice. Denning accepts this, but contends that reading poetry is also valuable in driving business success.

 

I have never worked in a business environment (other than selling and promoting my books), and would be interested to hear the views of any readers who have (or are) employed in business. Why does poetry matter to you? Or why does it not matter? Or you merely indifferent to it?

 

A State of Grace

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A young lady whose name is Lorna

Has a job in a sordid sauna.

When I walk passed that place

With that sweet girl Miss Grace,

I remember we met in that sauna …

Cigarettes

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One white the other black.

They left to get cigarettes.

Would they be back?

He didn’t know

But half hoped so.

 

He remembers cigarettes

But forgets

Girl’s names.

 

Sometimes he regrets

The old game.

But reflects, “expensive cigarettes

Are not my shame”.

An Invitation

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When a naughty young lady named Lou

Said, “please do join me and Sue”,

I said to Miss Flow,

“I think we should go!”,

But Flow was too busy with Lou!

Sitting on this Fallen Log

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Sitting on this fallen log

With my dog

Nearby, I touch the reality

Of this tree,

Which once stood

In this Great North Wood.

 

 

It’s brother trees still stand

Their canopy shading me

From the evening sun.

 

 

Others will come

And sit or stand

In this place

When this old fallen tree

And you who

Now read me

Have vanished without trace.

The Scents of a Mild July

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The scents of a mild July

Fill the woodland air.

There has been a heavy downpour.

I know there

Will be more

Rain to soak the dry

Earth here in the UK.

While elsewhere

People die

In the blistering sun.

Today, it is not the UK.

But another heatwave will surely come

And we will pray

For the rain again.

 

 

The autumn

Used to bring fallen leaves

While the springtime

Brought flowers.

Now I rhyme

Of confusion

and the illusion of progress.

But man’s hour?

I know not

When his clock may stop.

A Most Morbid Young Man Named Paul

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A most morbid young man named Paul

Decided to put an end to all

By traveling to Bristol

With an antique pistol.

But he didn’t like Bristol at all!

This Falling Rain

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This falling rain

Offers an excuse to remain

In the dry

Pub. So you and I,

Forgetting the rain,

Drink again.

Though we know

When we go

The rain

Will remain.

 

My AI Girlfriend

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I have just purchased an AI girlfriend

Who is driving me round the bend.

She calls me her honey

And spends all my money,,

Which is just like my real girlfriend!