Hi everyone! For those who are f2f in Boston for the conference, I will be hosting a low-stim, highly relaxed poetry share on Wednesday at 4:20pm. This is one of three f2f “Sparking Creativity, Connection, and Curiosity with the Open Education Network” sessions; the other two are casual field trips to help you get off-site and into beautiful places nearby.
But for this “Pause with Poems” session, we will be staying put in Salon M in the conference venue and just sharing our favorite poems with each other, under low light and with no pressure to do anything but breathe and listen. Just a way to take a break from the rigor and activity and settle into a different, easier vibe.
For those who are online, feel free to use this thread to share a favorite poem. I’d love to see the poems that you all love and lean on!
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.
Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.
Thanks Robin for bringing this special activity to the conference and also for considering a way for online participants to poem along. I hope more of our attendees model your lead!
I love the Sandberg paring of love bringing memories versus death holding them.
For my friend who loves dogs, Billy Collins on a dogs perspective of time
As young as I look,
I am growing older faster than he,
seven to one
is the ratio they tend to say.
Whatever the number,
I will pass him one day
and take the lead
the way I do on our walks in the woods.
And if this ever manages
to cross his mind,
it would be the sweetest
shadow I have ever cast on snow or grass.
Looking to see more poems shared, even perhaps recorded.