Poetry can put me in that place of “huh?”
Like the student who hid
in a corner because she
didn’t want her friend to know,
I edged into poetry.
Until I found
to take in
Now I give my students poems.
And I worry.
Will they love this?
Does it push their ten-year-old selves gently?
Can they feel and see the words?
From behind a picture book, I hear, “that’s beautiful language.”
The one that hid reads a poem and
says, “hey that’s what I did!” .
Traces of absorption
enough to sustain.
Thank you, Amy Ludwig VanDerwater @ The Poem Farm for hosting this week and always providing beautiful poetry for kids.