Some poems linger in your mind long after you’ve read them. Everyone has a favorite poem. If you haven’t found yours yet, remain with us; every Sunday, we’ll assist you in your search. Visit SML to read Tina Gross’s favorite poem Fossil Hunting at John Lennon Airport, Liverpool by Jude Nutter, which she is sharing with us as our guest editor. Perhaps it will be yours as well.
The fantasy and magical thinking of personification in Halee Kirkwood’s poem The Semi-Truck is Late to Wed the City will leave you surprised. You might never look at a semi as an object again!
Reflection is important to everyone. It is an inner action that helps analyze our own existence. What better way to reflect than with today’s SML poem From My Classroom Window at the Prison, before Students Arrive by Michael Torres. Make yourself comfortable, grab a tea and reflect on this poem.
We are all raised by someone who was or is something else other than a parent. Parents are not some kind of indestructible, all-knowing superman. They are individuals with real fears, worries and battles, as well as real hopes and dreams. Forgiving our parents is a core task of adulthood and one of the hardest kinds of forgiveness. As Robyn Katona suggests in her poem “My Father’s Fledgling”, forgive your father for being human, his wings are clipped.