Another Friday of the school year down. I found this wonderful poem by Naomi Shihab Nye in her collection A Maze Me: Poems for Girls. This poem is for everyone though,
Because of Poems
Words have secret parties
Verbs, adjectives, and nouns
meet outside their usual boundaries,
MOODY feels doubtful about attending
and pauses near the door, ready to escape.
But she’s fascinated by DAZZLE.
BEFRIEND throws a comforting arm
around her shoulder.
LOST and REMEMBER huddle
in the same corner,
trading phone numbers.
I serve punch.
I understand MOODY so well, at the door, ready to escape. Which of those words describe you?
Poetry Friday is at Karen Edmiston’s blog.
This poem is brilliant. Thank you.