My sister wrote to remind me that April 30th (tomorrow) is Poem in Your Pocket Day.
Don’t have a poem?
You can download one from the American Academy of Poets site right here
When I taught in a K-8 school, I had a basket of poems for the office counter with a sign, TAKE ONE.
I read a poem a day over the PA for the K-2 morning announcements for the month of April, National Poetry Month.
Sometimes the poem taker would put back the poem they selected in search of one that spoke to them.
Tonight I printed out The Pasture by Robert Frost. Put it in my denim blazer pocket.
When I was in the third grade (1960) I had to memorize and recite it at the end of the year “stepping up” ceremony.
Mary is going to have one of our mother’s favorite- Walt Whitman’s Elegy- When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloomed
What poem will you have in your pocket to read and share?
Two roads diverged on a city hill.
I really wasn’t sorry I could not take either of them.
No outlet, squared.
And when the light turned green,
I headed on over the bridge at the bottom of the hill instead of choosing.
Apologies to Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.