I am nobody

This month in TK we "celebrated" National Poetry Month by learning songs and poems,  but zeroing in on rhyme. Sometimes that was a process of talking about a word family and trading out first letters. Sometimes that was sillier. But I like this poem by Emily Dickinson, and somehow it echoed in our study of frogs, watercolor, and thinking of who we are.

This is a personal note, in the age of the internet spoken into the cloud. At a time when celebrity is "everything" this poem by Dickinson reflects such a different notion-that we might well be happily lost to the wider world. I wonder sometimes how many of us really are quite the same as Nobody here-living quiet lives. The poem speaks to me of these things.

I'm Nobody! Who are you?

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you-Nobody-too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise-you know!

How dreary-to be-Somebody!
How public-like a Frog!
To tell one's name-the livelong June-
To an admiring Bog!

Emily Dickinson, 1830-1886