I'm feeling as though the Monday poetry stretch should just be renamed the Tuesday poetry stretch! Monday has become the enemy. I can't seem to get myself together early in the week, especially with class on Monday.
In any case, I may be late, but I'm still feeling poetic. (Heck, I'm always feeling poetic!)
I'm thinking about time today. Yesterday was my 18th anniversary. I don't know where the time has gone! Within two months of getting married I defended my dissertation, moved to Virginia, and began my job at the university. It truly feels like it's gone by in the blink of an eye. And don't get me started on how fast my son is growing up! He'll be moving to middle school in the fall.
While I've been musing on time passing, I have also been reading poetry. Here's one I like to use in my math class.
by Ilo Orleans
Pass in a minute.
Pass in an hour.
Pass in a day--
And that's how TIME
Keeps passing away!
Are you too feeling the passage of time? Then join me this week in writing a poem about time. Leave me a note about your poem and I'll share the results here later this week.