From Phoenix:
So, today I taught my 10th grade art class how to sing John Kanackanacka; then we went over to the other 10th grade section, in a warlike manner, flung open the door to their peaceful literature class and sang/screamed to them. It was awesome.
Then I recited “Everything Depends on a Red Wheel Barrow” and “This is Just to Say” by W.C. Dubbs to my 6th graders; they all laughed a lot and most didn’t believe they were real poems and one of them actually called Red Wheel Barrow “evil.” 🙂
Also, I’m going to be in Dallas for a few days next week.
I remain yours,
Peter Bloch
By "evil," I'm sure the student meant the poem lacks a due good. So the question is: What good need be such that the poem is complete? I imagine, since everything depends on it, that it would need a red wheelbarrow, perhaps a photograph or some such like.
Or perhaps the poem can only be read properly by a red wheelbarrow.
When do you arrive in Dallas?
Monday night.
Ohhh this is where I learn who's in Dallas. Slow I am.