Open Link Monday -- Abou Ben Adhem
Poem copied from the Poetry Foundation, http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173698
The picture above was my annual "school picture." I believe that I was in the fifth grade, our school taught eight grades but some were empty. I was five when I started. My sister, Lois (link), is front row right, standing near the teacher. She was four or five, depending on when the picture was taken, and had started in the first grade.
This was the second and longer poem that I had ever memorized. (My first poem memorized was "Trees" by Joyce Kilmer).
I had come to like this poem and somehow I applied it to my life. It probably calmed for life some of my bad side bones and helped set my personality.
The poem was in an old poetry book that I found rummaging upstairs in an unused bookcase. The bookcase had belonged to my father's aunt, Aunt Minnie. The book was either hers or my mom's from her younger days.
I still have that little book, a paperback, someplace packed away for now.
Here is some author material the bottom from the bottom of the page linked to above:
"RELATED CONTENT
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Monday, I am linked with Kerry at the Real Toads, Open Link Monday (link)
Her Challenge: "Do you have a poem that you would like to share with us today? (see above) Please link up a piece of your choice and join us in reading and responding to the best of online poetry. (see below)"
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Leigh Hunt, my inspiration
Stayed with me for life
Old book of poetry mine
One treasure never stolen
Tanka poem and School picture Copyright, © 2014, 2010, Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
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11 Comments:
Ha...I read Abu Ben Adhem in school as well.. :)
Fascinating story, Jim. I enjoyed your tale of how you came to love this poem.
Thank you for sharing this interesting bit of history. I'm something of an armchair history buff. I have to shame-facedly say that I don't believe I'd read this poem or heard of this fascinating individual until now.
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So good to have a treasure like that still. So much better than having to find the words at Gutenberg .. thank your for sharing this.
What a delight to read a little about you and your childhood!
"A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;" :)
I had never read this before - I like it. BTW - you looked very shy in the picture. Were you?
what a lovely reflection. thanks for sharing this, Jim.
A sweet poem and a sweet story too. Thanks for sharing it. K.
Thank your for sharing .. And for the visit to my blog! My sister and young family lived in Evanston back in the 60s. I would herd the boys onto the train in St. Louis for Cousin time! Oh, those were the days, my friend!
What a very cool read, Jim, thanks. And I so love the stories hidden in old photos, could look at them all day. I so agree with your comment on my poem. I try to hang onto hope, but in the face of all of the ills and the COMPLETE lack of action on the part of governments, it is hard to think anything will change before it is too late. Too late is looking pretty likely at this point. Sigh. Thanks for visiting and commenting.
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