Bud the Teacher

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• Kevin Hodgson // Apr 14th 2010 at 3:38 am

  (This reminded me of Curious George, for some reason)

  I remember that story about the monkey who was so curious,
  he ate himself a piece of the puzzle
  and got himself sick.
  I wonder what it might taste like,
  if I were to nibble on a piece of the looming Eiffel Tower
  or the twisting, turning Great Wall of China
  or maybe a flower floating on a still pond
  or a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle caught in motion
  or the edge of floating Earth as shown from space
  or maybe even some home-made puzzle
  cobbled together with photographs of those I love
  and have loved.
  I’d injest that montage of sharp edges and soft lines slowly
  so that I could savor the experience,
  as if the pieces might still come together as one and make me a memory
  I will never forget.

  http://vocaroo.com/?media=vsn9UwyY8cz25WIaZ

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  Andrew Forgrave Reply:
  April 17th, 2010 at 10:32 am

  Lovely. (Curious George is one of our heroes.) But what great metaphor for learning and meaning making!

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• Susan Carter Morgan // Apr 14th 2010 at 6:33 pm

  A little bile, a little congestion
  Too much fever, over-reacting white blood cells
  Pieces of the puzzle give no answers
  And, in the meantime, we wait.

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• Kelly // Apr 14th 2010 at 7:25 pm

  I’m puzzled by
  why we don’t fit anymore
  all the pieces are there
  but now they are scattered
  and I have not the desire to
  put it back together
  yet

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• Erin // Apr 15th 2010 at 1:07 pm

  Once
  my life made sense
  organized, fun, happy

  but now
  I feel scattered
  and shattered

  will I ever see the picture
  these pieces make
  again?

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  Kevin Hodgson Reply:
  April 18th, 2010 at 3:50 am

  I like the way you use scattered and shattered, Erin — it provides a rhythmic center to the poem.

  Kevin

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• Andrew Forgrave // Apr 17th 2010 at 10:29 am

  I see
  the challenge spread before us.
  See the gaps
  the bits together we must join.
  See out
  the glassened windows (keep them closed!)
  And spot, at once, immediate,
  the danger
  inherent in that rectangular floor-bound radiator grill.

  How can we put all this together
  When
  Should one tiny bit elude us?

  Better not to start.
  Avoid the mess.
  Avoid the challenge.
  Avoid the chance that
  we might fail
  to get each tiny bit
  exactly right.

  Just box it up.
  We’ll leave it to another group.
  Another team of souls adventurous,
  Adventurous enough to do it first.
  Second. Or third.

  Send me a picture when it’s done.
  That’s good enough for them.

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  Kevin Hodgson Reply:
  April 18th, 2010 at 3:51 am

  “Send me a picture when it’s done” — nice

  Kevin

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