Sunday Poetry: A Wrong Number Occurs To You
Welcome to Sunday Poetry. If this is your first visit you can read about the purpose and inspiration of my Sunday blogs here.
What’s your part? Just slow down a little and come along for the read–or sometimes, for the listen. No analysis needed or required. Let the poem sink in and move you wherever it may. If you’d like to tell us what the day’s poem means in your life, or what word or phrase you’ve chosen to reflect on in the coming week, or where those reflections have taken you, we would be honored to have your comment.
I love today’s poem, which I happily stumbled on this morning. People Like Us by Robert Bly has enough powerful and playful images to keep you wondering all week long. “You can wander into the wrong classroom and hear poems lovingly spoken. . .” All the amazing serendipities of life laid out in a few exquisite lines. I’ll be thinking about this one for a long time and looking for more of Bly’s poetry. What will you take away from it? How will it affect your day?
My thanks to The Writer’s Almanac for their lovingly selected poems, including this one.
WOW! This poem is very powerful and thought provoking. We touch others lives without realizing how large an impact we may have. To think what you say to one person may change the path they are on for the better. It gave me food for thought today.
I think more people have come to know the poetry of Robert Bly, because of Garrison Keillor, than because of poetry books and literary magazines. It always delights me when Bly or other poets appear on Prairie Home Companion. Frequently The Writer’s Almanac is on when our radio comes on to announce it is time to get up. If my husband hits “snooze”, I am apt to hear a poetry fragment, which may just meld into my dreams. Not too unlike the imagery of this poem! Our direction and intent is frequently not not what we planned, but we often are graced by blessings that we need. “The world cleanses itself this way.” Ummmm