Poetry
Almost a quarter of a century ago I wrote poetry, and then, for over two decades, there was nothing. It was just this last year, during a random nature study, that a few short lines wriggled their way forth from my mind and my hand, a little spark looking for its home.
Then at Art Middlekauff's 2017 Living Education Retreat plenary, A Dangerous Adventure, the spark was fanned to flame. It is not for me to share the details of Art's plenary. It was raw, emotional, beautiful. He left with each of us a part of himself--his story, which only he has the privilege to share. I have but one quote written in my notes. "I did not want art...I wanted Christ." For the rest of the session, my pen and paper forgotten, I could do nothing more than cling to his words and listen. And at the end, I wanted to write poetry. But perhaps it was stronger than that. I needed to write poetry; I had to write poetry. The words were there and would not give me rest until they were ink on paper.
I do not claim to be a good poet; I know I am not. But that is not the point, is it, in a Charlotte Mason education? We are encouraged simply to live.
Then at Art Middlekauff's 2017 Living Education Retreat plenary, A Dangerous Adventure, the spark was fanned to flame. It is not for me to share the details of Art's plenary. It was raw, emotional, beautiful. He left with each of us a part of himself--his story, which only he has the privilege to share. I have but one quote written in my notes. "I did not want art...I wanted Christ." For the rest of the session, my pen and paper forgotten, I could do nothing more than cling to his words and listen. And at the end, I wanted to write poetry. But perhaps it was stronger than that. I needed to write poetry; I had to write poetry. The words were there and would not give me rest until they were ink on paper.
I do not claim to be a good poet; I know I am not. But that is not the point, is it, in a Charlotte Mason education? We are encouraged simply to live.
Long, Long Ago
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2016
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January - July 2017
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August 2017
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My Favorite Poems