my friend Kristin is an English teacher, and so she pays attention to things like April being poetry appreciation month. So, every day in April she chooses a poem and sends it around on email. The poem today was appropriate...
"Introduction to Poetry"
by Billy Collins (U.S. Poet Laureate)
I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide
or press an ear against its hive.
I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,
or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.
I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.
But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
After a long weekend of work, it's nice to remember that there's lots of things like poetry, English classes, commemorations, etc. going on all the time. I think people call that "perspective".