Education poems, at times, may give us a glimpse of insight into learning and teaching. Whatever, they are always good to read at least once!
Education poems by author-names starting with A
Ann Taylor:
Poem on education titled Learning to Go Alone:
Come, my darling, come away, Take a pretty walk to-day; Run along, and never fear, I'll take care of baby dear: Up and down with little feet, That's the way to walk, my sweet.
Now it is so very near, Soon she'll get to mother dear. There she comes along at last: Here's my finger, hold it fast: Now one pretty little kiss, After such a walk as this.
Education poems by author-names starting with E
Emily Dickinson:
Education poem titled Through the Dark Sod -- as Education:
Through the Dark Sod -- as Education -- The Lily passes sure -- Feels her white foot -- no trepidation -- Her faith -- no fear --
Afterward -- in the Meadow -- Swinging her Beryl Bell -- The Mold-life -- all forgotten -- now -- In Ecstasy -- and Dell --
Education poems by author-names starting with G
G. K. Chesterton:
Education poem titled The Song of Education:
III. For the Creche
Form 8277059, Sub-Section K
I remember my mother, the day that we met, A thing I shall never entirely forget; And I toy with the fancy that, young as I am, I should know her again if we met in a tram. But mother is happy in turning a crank That increases the balance in somebody's bank; And I feel satisfaction that mother is free From the sinister task of attending to me.
They have brightened our room, that is spacious and cool, With diagrams used in the Idiot School, And Books for the Blind that will teach us to see; But mother is happy, for mother is free. For mother is dancing up forty-eight floors, For love of the Leeds International Stores, And the flame of that faith might perhaps have grown cold, With the care of a baby of seven weeks old.
For mother is happy in greasing a wheel For somebody else, who is cornering Steel; And though our one meeting was not very long, She took the occasion to sing me this song: "O, hush thee, my baby, the time will soon come When thy sleep will be broken with hooting and hum; There are handles want turning and turning all day, And knobs to be pressed in the usual way;
O, hush thee, my baby, take rest while I croon, For Progress comes early, and Freedom too soon."
Education poems by author-names starting with H
Howard Nemerov:
Education poem titled Learning by Doing:
They're taking down a tree at the front door, The power saw is snarling at some nerves, Whining at others. Now and then it grunts, And sawdust falls like snow or a drift of seeds. Rotten, they tell us, at the fork, and one Big wind would bring it down. So what they do They do, as usual, to do us good. Whatever cannot carry its own weight Has got to go, and so on; you expect To hear them talking next about survival And the values of a free society. For in the explanations people give On these occasions there is generally some Mean-spirited moral point, and everyone Privately wonders if his neighbors plan To saw him up before he falls on them.
Maybe a hundred years in sun and shower Dismantled in a morning and let down Out of itself a finger at a time And then an arm, and so down to the trunk, Until there's nothing left to hold on to Or snub the splintery holding rope around, And where those big green divagations were So loftily with shadows interleaved The absent-minded blue rains in on us. Now that they've got it sectioned on the ground
It looks as though somebody made a plain Error in diagnosis, for the wood Looks sweet and sound throughout. You couldn't know, Of course, until you took it down. That's what Experts are for, and these experts stand round The giant pieces of tree as though expecting An instruction booklet from the factory Before they try to put it back together.
Anyhow, there it isn't, on the ground. Next come the tractor and the crowbar crew To extirpate what's left and fill the grave. Maybe tomorrow grass seed will be sown. There's some mean-spirited moral point in that As well: you learn to bury your mistakes, Though for a while at dusk the darkening air Will be with many shadows interleaved, And pierced with a bewilderment of birds.
Howard Nemerov:
Education poem titled Learning the Trees:
Before you can learn the trees, you have to learn The language of the trees. That's done indoors, Out of a book, which now you think of it Is one of the transformations of a tree.
The words themselves are a delight to learn, You might be in a foreign land of terms Like samara, capsule, drupe, legume and pome, Where bark is papery, plated, warty or smooth.
But best of all are the words that shape the leaves – Orbicular, cordate, cleft and reniform – And their venation – palmate and parallel – And tips – acute, truncate, auriculate.
Sufficiently provided, you may now Go forth to the forests and the shady streets To see how the chaos of experience Answers to catalogue and category.
Confusedly. The leaves of a single tree May differ among themselves more than they do From other species, so you have to find, All blandly says the book, "an average leaf."
Example, the catalpa in the book Sprays out its leaves in whorls of three Around the stem; the one in front of you But rarely does, or somewhat, or almost;
Maybe it's not catalpa? Dreadful doubt. It may be weeks before you see an elm Fanlike in form, a spruce that pyramids, A sweetgum spiring up in steeple shape.
Still, pedetemtim as Lucretious says, Little by little, you do start to learn; And learn as well, maybe, what language does And how it does it, cutting across the world
Not always at the joints, competing with Experience while cooperating with Experience, and keeping an obstinate Intransigence, uncanny, of its own.
Think finally about the secret will Pretending obedience to Nature, but Invidiously distinguishing everywhere, Dividing up the world to conquer it.
And think also how funny knowledge is: You may succeed in learning many trees And calling off their names as you go by, But their comprehensive silence stays the same.
Education poems by author-names starting with K
Kahlil Gibran:
Education poem titled Teaching:
Then said a teacher, "Speak to us of Teaching."
And he said:
No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of our knowledge.
The teacher who walks in the shadow of the temple, among his followers, gives not of his wisdom but rather of his faith and his lovingness.
If he is indeed wise he does not bid you enter the house of wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind.
The astronomer may speak to you of his understanding of space, but he cannot give you his understanding.
The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it.
And he who is versed in the science of numbers can tell of the regions of weight and measure, but he cannot conduct you thither.
For the vision of one man lends not its wings to another man.
And even as each one of you stands alone in God's knowledge, so must each one of you be alone in his knowledge of God and in his understanding of the earth.
Education poems by author-names starting with R
Raymond A. Foss:
Education poem titled Learning:
Voracious appetite For learning new things about many topics To acquire knowledge and context of why things are as they are How they fit together Language, history, politics, science Eat from the buffet, some from each bar
Share in the discussion, discourse, debate But rankle at the papers, the rules The rubric for sharing Because I’d already gotten What I came for and rarely cared If the grader knew It too.
Education poems by author-names starting with S
Sukasah Syahdan:
Education poem titled On Education:
That is the best education, which helps students learn to unlearn.
These are the education poems that appealed me quite a bit - in a way; they are my personal choice from amongst a host of them.
I'll keep adding more to them as and when I come across the ones that touch me deep.
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