Monday Poem

I like this poem by George Bilgere, entitled "Robert Frost.  I am not an English or Poetry teacher, but have led workshops and am a poetry editor, so this caught my attention.  We love what we do, but sometimes the weight and volume of words forms a small wall, and the best thing we can do is sit back and have a glass of wine.  Then, maybe we can disassemble it brick by brick. And just how do we nail down ambiguity?

Here is an excerpt from the poem "Robert Frost":


" Every year the English majors of America
must read these poems and analyze their ambiguity
or compare and contrast their ambiguity
in five double-spaced pages.

And the English teachers of America must read these pages
and determine whether they are incisive or not incisive.

I am one of those teachers. I try to do my share.
Because if we don't do this—if Frost's ambiguity
is not discussed, and if these discussions are not assessed,
and then finally graded—well, what's the point of all this?
What are we doing here?"


To read the poem in its entirety, please visit the link below:

Robert Frost by George Bilgere | The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor