I was thinking this morning about how poetry is a big part of our family's life. As we are a family of book geeks, we're always reading something or other, and quite often that's a poem.
The reason I was thinking this was that I was saying to my children as we walked to school, "'Will you walk a little faster?' said a whiting to a snail, 'There's a porpoise close behind us, and it's treading on my tail.'" I've said this since I was a small child and Miss Hindley used to say it to us when we were on walks and dawdling too much.
When I went to look for this poem to post for Poetry Friday, I found it in a most appropriate spot. Turns out this was part of Poems on the Underground, a program in which poems are posted in trains on the London Underground. What could be a better example of poems in everyday life?
So here's the The Lobster Quadrille, by Lewis Carroll.
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2 comments:
Great post. I love that you quote those same lines to your children!
I feel challenged to have more of a whiting outlook. :-)
Thanks Janet! My new favorite line is "Turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance!"
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