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I think that I shall never see a poem lovely as a tree….

Thus began an impromptu game at the dinner table one night, spurred by a conversation we were having about poetry. I don’t remember what started that conversation. It might have had something to do with a college class my oldest daughter is taking. This lead my husband (who’s not big on poetry, but has written a few ballads of his own back in the day) to jokingly quote the first couple of lines of the Joyce Kilmer poem, “Trees.” And then, of course, we all had to join in, and we went around the table, everyone picking a poem they liked and quoting parts or all of it.

Sarah picked “Nothing Gold Can Stay” by Robert Frost, a poem she discovered while reading the novel, The Outsiders.

Leah chose part of a long Robert Browning poem called Paracelsus. She discovered it while watching an X-Files episode, in which only a very small part of the poem is quoted, but it caused her to look it up and find out more about it.

Anna, my youngest, picked, The Duel, by Eugene Field. It made her laugh, so she decided, on her own, to memorize it.

My middle-schooler, James, chose Casey at the Bat as his favorite. I was surprised the most by this, since I didn’t think he had a favorite poem – even though he’s tried his hand at writing poems, like the one at the top of this post, created on a magnetic poetry site. Or this acrostic he wrote after reading a historical novel about yellow fever:

 

You hear the church bells ring

Everyone is sick, and dying

Less and less are in the city

Like the fever is scaring them to the country

Once you have it, you’ve almost no chance

When the doctors find out, they bloodlet you

For only nine days, the fever lasted

Even at that, it still was deadly

Vexing everyone who’s seen it

Even Thomas Jefferson left, because he thought the air was toxic

Really, it came from something so, so small. Mosquitos were the cause of it all.

As I listened that evening to everyone talking about poems that had touched them, or that they’d found interesting or funny, I realized that, somehow, they’d developed an appreciation for this particular art form in spite of – or perhaps because of – the fact that I never used any structured lessons. I never planned poetry into our days. I’ve always had poetry books around, and we’d pull them out, and read some poems, and talk about them, and in the process, without realizing it, we’d be discussing techniques the author used or different figurative elements within the poems. Nothing earth shattering -- but it seems to have yielded a positive result.

If only we could have this kind of experience with Algebra...

How does poetry happen in your house?

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