Poetry is in the air...

We have just had our first poetry classes. Surprisingly, I’ve been enjoying them a lot. I usually don’t like poems: I think they are confusing, unclear and not straight-to-the-point. But in just one week I’ve started to see poetry from a different point of view. Considering that we are going to have more two months to study poems, I believe my interest on them will increase.
Unfortunately, nothing is perfect. While I got very enthusiastic about my Literature Classes, I was kind of disappointed with my volunteer work as an English Teacher. This is because some students haven’t showed up in the last few weeks, and I can’t help to think that there is something wrong about me/my classes. So, I decided to talk to my students about the classes. I found out that they think my classes are nice; they just don’t have enough time to study… It’s a pity, but I totally understand. I think that I am too insecure. As I’m a perfectionist, I’m too hard on myself… But I’ve been trying to change!
This time I’ll end up with a poem I like by Lewis Carroll (the author of “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, which is the book I am reading for my Literature classes):

Beautiful Soup

BEAUTIFUL Soup, so rich and green,
Waiting in a hot tureen!
Who for such dainties would not stoop?
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!

Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
Beautiful, beautiful Soup!

Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish,
Game, or any other dish?
Who would not give all else for two
Pennyworth only of Beautiful Soup?
Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup?

Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
Beautiful, beauti--FUL SOUP!

(Source: http://www.poetry-online.org/carroll_beautiful_soup.htm)