Every year since I began teaching, I have done something to celebrate National Poetry Month. This time around, I have a both a blog and a classroom.
While I would love to say that I have taken up the challenge to write 30 poems in 30 days, I just don’t feel like I can do it justice. Especially, since it is also the month of the dreaded FCAT.
What I will be doing is share more poetry this month than I have before as well as writing about different aspects of the poetry that I love.
One of my all time favorite poets is Emily Dickinson. At first I loved her because she didn’t rhyme and her poetry dealt with death. As time went by and I was gifted with a collection of her poems, I came to realize that her poems weren’t about death, but life and faith. My current favorite is I Never Saw A Moor.
I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet know I how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.
I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.
The simplicity of this poem is deceiving; in just eight lines she speaks volumes about faith. Seeing isn’t always believing, sometimes the soul knows and has faith beyond what our vision tells us. She isn’t talking about religion just pure and beautiful faith.
In college when I was awaking to my own spiritual path, one of things that I enjoyed the most was talking to people of faith; seeing their faith through their eyes was a blessing. One I am still grateful for today. They helped me find my path and stick with it.
I hope you enjoy this month’s journey with me.
~ Love, blessings and Moos