This week, we have been working intensively on the Ideal School project through Humanities. Students are coming up with new ideas, and changing the way they think about their schooling experiences thus far. Over and over again, they are also discussing with one another what really matters in education--the opportunities to discover, to question, to learn--and what doesn't. This poem is a tribute to the power of wonder and paradigm shift.
Photons
By Nicole Guenther
From Time You Let Me In: 25 Poets Under 25
I said wouldn’t it be amazing
to
be the last bit of light
from
a collapsed star?
he said what?
I said wouldn’t it be
amazing?
mused
light
has to stop
coming
at one point
a
stream cut off. tilted
back beside him
almost blind walking this dark
road I asked the shadowed sky
wouldn’t
it be lonely
to
be that last light?
he said tentatively I guess.
still
to the stars I said I wonder which ones
have
already died. I thought
which stars’ last light
like a last breath rushes
towards us now like a final
sigh of air
a final word
unheard and unrecorded
I said we might be pulling that light into our eyes
this
instant. isn’t that just
amazing?
he looked
at me while I looked
up probing the stars with dreamy
eyes he said
I
had never thought
of
it that way.
silently I recognized
that as the most
stunning sentence—the most
beautiful words ever uttered
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