April 27th is Poem in Your Pocket Day!


Every April, on Poem in Your Pocket Day, people celebrate by selecting a poem, carrying it with them, and sharing it with others throughout the day at schools, bookstores, libraries, parks, workplaces, and on social media using the hashtag #pocketpoem. 

Come by the Penn Book Center any time on April 27th and pick a free poem from our outdoor display to carry around with you, read, memorize, share and enjoy to celebrate Poem in Your Pocket day! There will be over a hundred poems chosen by our booksellers - and by you! - all hanging outside and ready to go in your pocket.

Here's one of our favorites, to get you in the mood...

Dis Poetry
by Benjamin Zephaniah

Dis poetry is like a riddim dat drops 
De tongue fires a riddim dat shoots like shots 
Dis poetry is designed fe rantin 
Dance hall style, big mouth chanting, 
Dis poetry nar put yu to sleep 
Preaching follow me 
Like yu is blind sheep, 
Dis poetry is not Party Political 
Not designed fe dose who are critical. 
Dis poetry is wid me when I gu to me bed 
It gets into me dreadlocks 
It lingers around me head 
Dis poetry goes wid me as I pedal me bike 
I've tried Shakespeare, respect due dere 
But did is de stuff I like. 

Dis poetry is not afraid of going ina book 
Still dis poetry need ears fe hear an eyes fe hav a look 
Dis poetry is Verbal Riddim, no big words involved 
An if I hav a problem de riddim gets it solved, 
I've tried to be more romantic, it does nu good for me 
So I tek a Reggae Riddim an build me poetry, 
I could try be more personal 
But you've heard it all before, 
Pages of written words not needed 
Brain has many words in store, 
Yu could call dis poetry Dub Ranting 
De tongue plays a beat 
De body starts skanking, 
Dis poetry is quick an childish 
Dis poetry is fe de wise an foolish, 
Anybody can do it fe free, 
Dis poetry is fe yu an me, 
Don't stretch yu imagination 
Dis poetry is fe de good of de Nation, 
Chant, 
In de morning 
I chant 
In de night 
I chant 
In de darkness 
An under de spotlight, 
I pass thru University 
I pass thru Sociology 
An den I got a dread degree 
In Dreadfull Ghettology. 

Dis poetry stays wid me when I run or walk 
An when I am talking to meself in poetry I talk, 
Dis poetry is wid me, 
Below me an above, 
Dis poetry's from inside me 
It goes to yu 
WID LUV. 

Event date: 

Thursday, April 27, 2017 - 10:00am to 6:00pm

Event address: 

130 S. 34th Street
Penn Book Center
Philadelphia, PA 19104-6304