To mark National Poetry Day, I am posting my favourite ever poem which is by Brian Patten who, along with Roger McGough and Adrian Henri, was one of a collective known as the Beat Poets or Liverpool Poets in the 1960s and 70s.
It’s a poem full of hope and optimism and has often lifted my spirits in times of gloom.
The Stolen Orange
When I left I stole an orange
I kept it in my pocket
It felt like a warm planet
Everywhere I went smelt of oranges
Whenever I got into an awkward situation
I’d take out the orange and smell it
And immediately on even dead branches I saw
The lovely and fierce orange blossom
That smells so much of joy
When I went out I stole an orange
It was a safeguard against imagining
There was nothing bright or special in the world