I read the Poetry Foundation’s “Poem of the Day.” Today’s was particularly appropriate for me, as someone who regularly leads others in reading literature (for me, it’s the Bible). The title is “Introduction to Poetry,” by Billy Collins. I’ve reproduced that poem here, but I’ve replaced the word poem with the Bible.
I ask them to take the Bible
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide
or press an ear against its hive.
I say drop a mouse into the Bible
and watch him probe his way out,
or walk inside the Bible’s room
and feel the walls for a light switch.
I want them to waterski
across the surface of the Bible
waving at the author’s name on the shore.
But all they want to do
is tie the Bible to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
Unfortunately I feel like our education system has caused this. I loved poetry until I my sophomore year in high school. My teacher did a great job of killing poems. I feel like many Bible and Sunday School teachers are doing the same thing.