It’s Tuesday, which means poems! Today, there was a strange mix of icy rain and gigantic, spaceship-sized snow flakes that kept the schools closed. For whatever reason, William Carlos Williams’ poem “This is Just to Say” was echoing in my head. The Academy of American Poets has it here for your reading – it’s short, sweet, and beautiful. It’s one of my all time favorites for its clear imagery that somehow manages to pack such a wallop of a feeling. With that in mind, we wrote poems that were short and sweet.
THEME: SHORT AND SWEET, ABOUT THINGS OUTSIDE OUR WINDOW
I saw a story on the news about Robert Frost.
About a farm and a farm house
and a stone wall.
And a New England field blanketed with a New England snow.
An image right out of a poem.
Frost’s farms and fields and walls are old
and different than mine.
And so are his poems.
With the blinds drawn open
I hadn’t noticed
Until this moment
That outside my window,
Wide and spotted with salt and dirt,
Birds are chirping and chatting
How long it’s been happening I don’t know;