"Spring and Fall" Close Reading:

This forced me to Slow Down. The biggest problem I have in regard to reading poetry, is that I get so caught up in the rhythm of the writing, I sometimes forget to pay attention to the meaning of the poem. Poems are so lyrical, that while reading them they sing in my head and I hear the song, instead of the meaning... if that makes sense. Not all of the time, but sometimes. Like, "Spring and Fall" for example. If I wasn't forced to read each line, on by one, I would not have thought about the meaning nearly as much. I would have danced right through it, and said, "that was a great poem" because of its rhythm and song-like quality, but I would have missed a lot of the actual meaning.