This is a small poetry club that started as a poetry email exchange between two friends. Our goal is to read a poem everyday, and this blog is one way to help keep us accountable. There is only one valid rule in poetry club: there are no rules in poetry club. Read any poem, in any order, with any or no interactions. You decide. We only suggest you read poetry!
I really took this poem and ran with the idea of all of the "messengers" that we receive within our lives. The ones that watch us and the ones that wait...the ones that we immediately know are there knocking at our doors and the ones that we see, like in "This is a Photograph of Me" that come much longer after their time to our realization. There is so much out there for us to learn about ourselves and I think poetry is such a beautiful tool in helping us remain sensitive to language, emotion, and the power of words, so that we are able to practice awareness of these subtle messengers in our own lives.
I really took this poem and ran with the idea of all of the "messengers" that we receive within our lives. The ones that watch us and the ones that wait...the ones that we immediately know are there knocking at our doors and the ones that we see, like in "This is a Photograph of Me" that come much longer after their time to our realization. There is so much out there for us to learn about ourselves and I think poetry is such a beautiful tool in helping us remain sensitive to language, emotion, and the power of words, so that we are able to practice awareness of these subtle messengers in our own lives.
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ReplyDeleteI remember this poem. The context changes everything.
I'm disappointed I didn't make a comment. I remember not knowing what to think about it.