My post for today comes courtesy of Shel Silverstein and his poem Masks.
When I was in high school English classes, I remember being very confused by the idea of "masks". We talked about metaphorical masks that people wear, hiding who they really are from others. I couldn't relate. Perhaps the authors were just making things up to write about, I thought. Or else English teachers liked to read more into works than was really there?
And then life happened, and one day, a few years ago, it made sense. And this (below) is now one of my favorite poems. I forget about it (and its lesson) too often. Here's to learning the lesson of Masks and finding other blue people out there.
When I was in high school English classes, I remember being very confused by the idea of "masks". We talked about metaphorical masks that people wear, hiding who they really are from others. I couldn't relate. Perhaps the authors were just making things up to write about, I thought. Or else English teachers liked to read more into works than was really there?
And then life happened, and one day, a few years ago, it made sense. And this (below) is now one of my favorite poems. I forget about it (and its lesson) too often. Here's to learning the lesson of Masks and finding other blue people out there.
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