There are days when my lack of education laughs at me. It pokes and needles.
It loves to put forward ideas that are foreign and large, and then says, “Nope, not you. Too much for you.” Or it presents to me a speaker, whose ideas are so compelling, but whose rich and luscious mastery of the English language is such, that I sit with almost a sense of vertigo, certainly a feeling of not being included, with it almost at the tips of my fingers but not quite. Elusive.
There is an club that I long to be a part of. There are no directions, no handbook, no assembly possible.
Then I wonder, is this what poetry is meant to do? Put one ill at ease? Am I suppose to be comfortable with the feeling of being uncomfortable? Is that the lesson I missed when I did not finish, or even start, AP English? Once in awhile I am gifted an understanding of something so beautiful. Perhaps a poem by Mary Oliver, who is a little more accessible to the swirling matter that is my brain. But in the next moment, I am a child again, with my tiny fist knocking my own head, wondering why……I…..just……can’t…….get…….it!


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