And now for our (optional) prompt. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem in the form of a review. But not a review of a book or a movie of a restaurant. Instead, I challenge you to write a poetic review of something that isn’t normally reviewed. For example, your mother-in-law, the moon, or the year 2020 (I think many of us have some thoughts on that one!)

My poem for today – I did a review of the children after 35 days of lock down.

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Children-

I give them a ten on ten

For the changes I’ve seen in them

They’re helping with the dishes, the cleaning and the laundry

They’re finding new ways to keep themselves busy

And they’re no longer glued to the TV, though they’re free!

When food’s on the table, they no longer make it wait

And they eat all that’s been served on their plate

They know there are things beyond our control, that’s called ‘fate’

And they know that home is a great place to be

They know that there’s no greater company

than one’s own, and family.

They’ve learnt things I never thought they would

The times have taught them more than I ever could

They’ve learnt to spread, the things that are good

To make it last and not to waste

To savor each moment and not to let it go in haste

They know what really matters, I see a change in their taste.

I could have sworn

they have grown

More in these thirty days, than I’ve ever known –

They’re kinder and wiser

They’re thoughtful and considerate; they’ve become so much better

Than they ever were.

So I give the children

A ten on ten

For their metamorphosis- during their time in the den

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PC : From the Net

Our poetry resource for the day is a digital presentation of a rather strange book. Since the late 1930s, Harvard University has hosted The Morris Gray Lecture Series, featuring mainly poets, and simultaneously has collected the signatures of all the lecturers in a large ledger. You can explore a PDF of the ledger here. Who’d have thought that W.H. Auden’s signature would be so tight and small? Theodore Roethke signed on the wrong side of the page, and some unidentified persons seem to have snuck their signatures into the book over the years. A lyrical mystery!