Cycling and Poetry

A bristling love poem from a toothbrush to a bicycle tire! Could have been called an Ode to Spring…

And here’s another example from Copenhagen: an art installation with bicycle frames and a poem on each side

Here’s one of the poems:

“I often look out the window
watching for the postman
as he parks his bicycle
at door after door
until he reaches mine.”

What one considers “good” poetry is a particular thing, so I’ll try to find other examples in the future because I really do find something poetic about bicycles and the experience of cycling. If anyone has other suggestions, let me know and I’ll post them!