I think that we’re beginning to remember that the first poets didn’t come out of a classroom, that poetry began when somebody walked off of a savanna or out of a cave and looked up at the sky with wonder and said, “Ahhh.” That was the first poem. – Lucille Clifton
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The Woman in This Poem: Women’s Voices in Poetry
The Nobel Prize winning poet, Czelaw Milosz, reminds us in his poem “Ars Poetica?” that when we read and write poetry “our house is open, there are no keys in the doors, / and invisible guests come in and out at will.”
One of the reasons to invite poetry into our lives and into the lives of our students is to meet our invisible guests—grief, joy, anger, doubt, and confusion. We read and write poetry from this deep hunger to know ourselves and the world.
