Last evening, walking around the baseball field, I looked down and saw a whole new crop of weeds, Birdsfoot Trefoil, to be exact. I got thinking about what was below those, and below those, and below those.
Flora von Deutschland, Osterreich und der Schweiz (1885)
by Otto Wilhelm Thome
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This poem is similar to one I wrote a few years ago, a poem about all of the animals that live in a stump. I like the idea of things-living-in-things, of what is hidden in almost-plain sight.
Students -sometimes we can make ourselves wonder about something even when we are just walking along. One of my writing teachers, Lucy Calkins, taught me this, and it's true. She says that we can just look at something, think about what we see, and then make ourselves wonder about it and ask questions about it.
Yesterday, I looked at the Birdsfoot Trefoil flowers and wondered what was below those and below those and below those. What will you look at today?
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