http://sayyesinstitute.com/2008/04/28/the-journey/ Wed, 05 Oct 2011 16:12:02 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://sayyesinstitute.com/2008/04/28/the-journey/comment-page-1/#comment-5 Jennifer Guerin Wed, 21 Jun 2006 02:38:00 +0000 http://sayyesinstitute.com/2006/05/28/the-journey/#comment-5 What's this I see? A Mary Oliver poem with NO COMMENTS attached? How could this be? I have never been on a blog before, and have certainly never posted to one, but "The Journey" is too good to pass up. Carrie, I love that you posted this piece with nothing attached--no advice, no interpretation, no "angle" on the message or the meaning. To me, this has always been the very point of the poem (this literal poem, as well as the figurative poem that is our lives): ultimately, our journeys are our own--MUST be our own--no matter whom we share them with. Our interpretation of the events of our lives is, in a sense, the only interpretation that matters, and it's the only interpretation that will move us to action and change. This poem says to me that the journey is not easy, but that our movement through it is beautiful because it is ours. I'm in a workshop this week, with people talking about literature and teaching high school students--this poem reminds me of how (who said this?) it is literature that keeps us human. And why we must read it, to understand ourselves. Thanks. What’s this I see? A Mary Oliver poem with NO COMMENTS attached? How could this be? I have never been on a blog before, and have certainly never posted to one, but “The Journey” is too good to pass up. Carrie, I love that you posted this piece with nothing attached–no advice, no interpretation, no “angle” on the message or the meaning. To me, this has always been the very point of the poem (this literal poem, as well as the figurative poem that is our lives): ultimately, our journeys are our own–MUST be our own–no matter whom we share them with. Our interpretation of the events of our lives is, in a sense, the only interpretation that matters, and it’s the only interpretation that will move us to action and change. This poem says to me that the journey is not easy, but that our movement through it is beautiful because it is ours. I’m in a workshop this week, with people talking about literature and teaching high school students–this poem reminds me of how (who said this?) it is literature that keeps us human. And why we must read it, to understand ourselves. Thanks.

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