Friday, January 14, 2011

Poetry Friday: Think How Fast a Year Flies By

I’m feeling a bit nostalgic. 2010 whizzed by. Also, in the last week, two friends lost their mothers. One death was expected, one, not so much.

Coming as they did at the very beginning of a new year, I was reminded that no matter how much time we get to spend with those we love, it’s never enough.

Children's Poet Laureate Mary Ann Hoberman’s poem seems to put it all in perspective.


by Mary Ann Hoberman

Think how fast a year flies by

A month flies by

A week flies by

Think how fast a day flies by

A Mayfly’s life lasts but a day

A single day

To live and die

A single day

How fast it goes

The day

The Mayfly

Both of those.

A Mayfly flies a single day

The daylight dies and darkness grows

A single day

How fast it flies

A Mayfly’s life

How fast it goes.

Before this year is too far gone, fly over to Laura Salas’s blog and read some of this week’s other share poetry.



Such a sad poem when you introduce it with the loss of loved ones.

Thanks for sharing, Mur.

Andrea Murphy said...

I'd like to think that whatever time we have is the time we need. I'm just glad I'm not a Mayfly.

Thanks, Mur.

Amy L V said...

This is one of my favorite poems. Such magic with such few words. You are so right about time, and now I can see this poem in that light too. Take care. A.

Mary Lee said...

So true. So fast.
The key is to pay attention to this moment, isn't it? That's all we've really got.

laurasalas said...

That's beautiful--thank you. Have you read "Mayflies," a poem for two voices by Paul Fleischman in Joyful Noise (Newbery Medal Winner a couple of decades ago)? It begins

Your moment
Mayfly month
Your hour
Mayfly year
Your trifling day
Our life

You can read the whole thing here: