Wednesday, April 25, 2012

poem in your pocket

i learned about poem in your pocket day (april 26th) last year.  i seem to remember that diana wrote an original poem, a haiku, i think, and passed copies out to people we saw that day.

thank goodness for updates from npr on facebook - i would have missed it this year, or at least be a day behind.  it happens a lot to us that instead of doing activities to build up to a particular day, like a holiday, we tend to use that day as a launch pad to explore activities.  it sure beats feeling rushed and avoids the post-holiday anticlimax feelings that can come from putting all of your hopes and dreams and energy into That One Single Day.  plus, one can take advantage of the ideas that other people come up with and immediately post on their blogs.  what, you think i come up with all this stuff on my own?

so it's almost the end of april - national poetry month - and for a moment or two i felt a pang of guilt that i haven't been spending as much time on poetry as i would have expected or hoped.  then i took stock and remembered that we incorporate poetry all throughout our year.

we have half of a bookshelf dedicated to poetry, the other half houses folktales, myths, and legends.  silverstein and prelutsky are some favorites authors of ours.  scranimals and behold the bold umbrellaphant are pretty funny.

diana's daily free writing sometimes gets on a poetry kick and she explores different elements of poetry she studied last year with another homeschooling family; rhyme, imagery, meter, metaphor and simile, among others.

just today she and i worked on reading aloud a poem for two voices named "Circles." as i was doing a google search to find the author/source of this, i came upon a page with some great ideas for incorporating math and poetry.  i definitely want to explore some of these, especially the Fibonacci poem.  we used to have pappas' book math talk - i need to do some digging to see if we still own it.

a nice little series of poetry collections includes handsprings by florian; we read autumnblings by the same author last fall and look forward to finding summersaults and winter eyes at the library when those seasons roll around again.

and i am looking forward to looking through a kick in the head by janeszko.

ok, coming back to the post title.  i found some great resources to celebrate the day, including a poem i'd like to share with you to tuck into your virtual pocket:

A Noiseless Patient Spider

A noiseless patient spider,
I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,
It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself,
Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.

And you O my soul where you stand,
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres
     to connect them,
Till the bridge you will need be form’d, till the ductile anchor
     hold,
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul.

Walt Whitman

i am happyer at home today because of those moments when all four of us are together under one roof.  we do not need to be in the same room or doing the same activity.  just the knowledge of each others' presence can be enough.





2 comments:

  1. Yes, those are the moments to savor, and breathe, and be.

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