March 22: Poetry Reading, Ted Kooser, "Look for Me"

I am going to a reading tonight.  Really looking forward to it.  It will consist of people sharing poems about Upper Peninsula wetlands.  There are going to be some really good writers there.  This time, I just get to sit back and relax.  Enjoy the words.

Looking for a Ted Kooser poem tonight, I was again reminded of what a great poet he is.  He takes something simple, everyday, and makes it into a miracle.

Saint Marty wants to be Ted Kooser when he grows up.

Look for Me

by:  Ted Kooser

Look for me under the hood

of that old Chevrolet settled in weeds

at the end of the pasture.

I'm the radiator that spent its years

bolted in front of an engine

shoving me forward into the wind.

Whatever was in me in those days

has mostly leaked away,

but my cap's still screwed on tight

and I know the names of all these

tattered moths and broken grasshoppers

the rest of you've forgotten.