THE LAST FIFTH GRADE OF EMERSON ELEMENTARY

THE LAST FIFTH GRADE OF EMERSON ELEMENTARY
April 12, 2016
Showing posts with label Linda Pastan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Linda Pastan. Show all posts

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Leaving Home

Today is my son's last Friday at home. This time next week, he will be settling into his home for the next four years: Case Western Reserve University.

He's a Spartan. Just not one of *these* Spartans.

I say "settling in" when I really mean "riding the rollercoasters." Yep. He's kicking off college with a pre-orientation trip to Cleveland's famous Cedar Point amusement park. Talk about letting go. The amusement park trip means sending our son ahead, alone, to begin his new life and meet his new classmates. We'll follow behind in the safe, slow van -- never mind that its nickname is The Mars Rover -- carrying all the stuff that college students need.

It's been an emotional last few weeks. What's speaking to me today is Linda Pastan's poem "To a Daughter Leaving Home." Replace the bicycle with one of the biggest rollercoasters in the United States, and you'll have a perfect metaphor for how it feels to be the one watching from the good, solid ground of home.

College life is going to be a rollercoaster ride.
This one is called Maverick.
To a Daughter Leaving Home
by Linda Pastan

When I taught you
at eight to ride
a bicycle, loping along
beside you
as you wobbled away
on two round wheels,
my own mouth rounding
in surprise when you pulled
ahead down the curved
path of the park,
I kept waiting
for the thud
of your crash as I
sprinted to catch up...


Read the rest at Poetry 180.

To all of the other parents who have teens leaving home for the next big adventure -- group hug!

Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference
is hosting Poetry Friday today.
Hi, Tabatha! Good luck to your Vandy girl
as she heads out for her next year of school.

Friday, October 3, 2008

It's Poetry Friday

On with the Poetry Sampler from last week’s Dodge Poetry Festival! Friday afternoon. We are about halfway through a 21 poet, 3 hour sampler. I had to agree with Edward Hirsch, who joked with the audience, “I’m very over stimulated.!” Jane Hirshfield is a longtime Dodge headliner. She has a soothing voice. Her poetry (and manner?) is influenced by her study of Zen. Hirshfield’s calm isn’t lulling – it actually calls you to pay attention to the words. Hirshfield shared a beautiful elegy, “Letter to C,” for poet Czeslaw Milosz’s wife. I was struck by these lines from her poem, “Vilnius,” If you lived higher up on the mountain,
I find myself thinking, what you would see is
more of everything else, but not the mountain. Another Dodge veteran, Sharon Olds, was one of several poets who brought up Pablo Neruda’s “Odes to Simple Things.” She read an ode to toilets. Another: “Ode to a Tampon.” In keeping with the form, she elevated these objects with her choice of language and descriptions. But Olds also had us laughing about our own discomfort with bodily functions.
I begin school poetry residencies talking to children about how all subject matter is fair game in poetry. Olds is a poet who explores the “unmentionable” parts of our existence -- our bodies & how they operate. I’d never heard Ted Kooser read before. He completed his term as U.S. Poet Laureate this summer. People cheered before, during, and after his reading. Kooser read a poem about his mother’s death that made me cry (softie!) In "Pearl," he describes visiting an elderly aunt to deliver the news. In the poem, he knocks on the door and says, “It’s Vera’s boy,” realizing that the death has taken him back to childhood. You can hear Kooser read the poem, “Pearl,” here: http://www.poetrypoetry.com/Features/TedKooser/TedKooser.php Linda Pastan is a fellow Marylander. Her subject matter -- marriage, family, parenting – appeals to me. She read a list poem, “Because.” It describes the reasons why she said “yes” when her husband asked her to marry him. It’s a theme she also explores in “I Married You”: I married you for all the wrong reasons, charmed by your dangerous family history, by the innocent muscles, bulging like hidden weapons under your shirt, by your naive ties, the colors of painted scraps of sunset. Read the rest of Pastan’s poem here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19483 Whew! What a marathon. Poets sometimes say that the Dodge Festival elevates them to rock-star status: the lights, thousands of seats filled with cheering fans. But fame is different for great poets than it is for musicians, actors, athletes. Poets aren’t disposable as they age. If the Dodge crowd is any indication, we want our poets to combine wisdom and a sense of humor about the human experience.
More to come…including What poetry books for kids can you find at the Dodge Poetry Festival’s book tent?
Head over to Two Writing Teachers for more Poetry Friday. They're hosting today: http://twowritingteachers.wordpress.com/2008/10/03/were-hosting-poetry-friday-today/#comment-5238