I Love Teaching Poetrypost
I've been thinking about my teaching: what works, what doesn't, and what falls inbetween.
This semester in Literary Methodologies, we've been reading a lot of poetry and spending a great deal of focused yet languorous time on each poem. The thing I love about teaching poetry is that there are few "wrong" answers, there are only poorly supported interpretations, or for that matter, poorly phrased questions. The best poems are richer for their ambiguities. Today we spent an hour and a half on "anyone lived in a pretty how town" by e.e. cummings. We talked about how we get born, and we meandered, and we talked about marriage, and we wandered, and we ended up talking about how grandparents die and how we forget and remember them. I don't think a minute was wasted.
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