Today is the last day of the American National Poetry Month. (As an American expat living in Britain, I claim the right to celebrate either in April or October.) I tried to cover a range of time periods and as much of the world as I could with my nine poetry posts (though my knowledge of African poets is sadly deficient), which forced me to abandon the male-female-male-female scheme I had originally intended. My commentary is mostly personal, as I am no literary expert and these are simply the favourites I’ve gleaned from dilettante study over my lifetime. I hope at least a few people found this series entertaining.