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Finding Poetry on a Student’s Desk

Posted in art,poetry,writing, Drawing, Film, Poetry, Quotes, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on May 8, 2010| 2 Comments »

The meaning of art. Graphite on paper. May 2010


Today I found Emerson, Rainer Maria Rilke and Whitman of  O Captain! My Captain! hanging out by a student’s desk. (what color is poetry?)  Hemingway was smoking a pipe on the corner, looking at William Carlos Williams. Yeats and Frost were conversing on the road not taken, and Sandburg was thinking about stopping by the City Lights bookstore, North Beach, San Francisco.

Just yesterday I was thinking that my desire to teach can all be traced back to seeing ‘Dead Poets Society’ at 16, English class, Mister Hanneman’s. That was Breckenridge, Minnesota.

I wish I could watch that movie with my students, at the beginning of each quarter: it is veiled under architecture, and art, and history…but the meaning and the message is always poetry, always life.

I went into the woods because I wanted to live deliberately.I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life…to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.

Henry David Thoreau


Make your life extraordinary.

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