I'll admit it... I like the enigmatic Emily Dickinson and her idiosyncratic poetry. And here's a cool thing. Lots of Dickinson's poems can be set to tunes because of her use of common meter. I think you'll have fun singing the following poem to the tune of Gilligan's Island. When you're done, share your thoughts on the last stanza!
THE BRAIN is wider than the sky,
For, put them side by side,
The one the other will include
With ease, and you beside.
The brain is deeper than the sea,
For, hold them, blue to blue,
The one the other will absorb,
As sponges, buckets do.
The brain is just the weight of God,
For, lift them, pound for pound,
And they will differ, if they do,
As syllable from sound.
(And there's lots more where that came from! Check out her complete poems here.)
--Barb
1 comment:
The brain is such a mystery,
most complex and sublime.
Too bad it can't quite hit the mark,
While ripping out this rhyme.
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