The Unlikely Poet -- Every One of Us
Who is the unlikely poet?
The one least likely to write a poem.
In this case a fifth grade girl who, according to her reading teacher
doesn't like reading or writing.
It happens. The poem just bursts forth, and when you see it, it's joyous.
"Poets like to tell you how they write because they themselves do not know how it is done." That's from poet David Kherdian.
I don't know what DD, the unlikely fifth grade poet, would say about this. But here's her lovely poem --
Blue, blue like the
sky sweet like
the ocean blues
just like crying
eyes of tears
sweet just like
the blue night skies
so just sweet of
Another fifth grader, as unlikely as can be, because she said this poem while doing hop scotch on a sidewalk. I wrote it down while she hopped and scotched, and then I asked her: "Did you write that?"
Her answer: "Did I write what?"
Anyway, it came in three and four-line jumps, as her feet tapped the beat on the cement street--
I once had a conversation with Mr. Rogers about how "Anyone is a poet."
He preferred: "Everyone is a poet!"
Sometime after this, I was walking with my wife in the sunny streets of Manhattan when I heard a very small man say loudly into his tiny cell phone --
Sure I saw it
do you want
me to do
I laughed and he looked at me, and walked by. I said to Lorry, "That guy looked like Danny DeVito, and she said, "That was Danny DeVito."
So -- for Fred Rogers and DD and Danny -- and for the nameless hop-scotcher of New Port Richie, this is for you -- "Everyone IS a poet!"