Poem 110, Sonnet 55: On Teachers’ Day Poem by Samer Madbak

Poem 110, Sonnet 55: On Teachers’ Day

Rating: 5.0


How shall I thank you? Let me count the ways
And though the styles of hearty gratitude
Are various, do forgive my attitude
If I, in shaky verse, should pen my praise
And yet, what words can I employ to phrase
The tale of one whose lofty habitude
Is self-denial, rendered for the good
Of many that they may have better days…
O lamp of generations, let your grace
Your boundless bounty be our guiding light
Upon life’s path, and if we can’t requite
Your excellence, let us at least embrace
Your sacrifice and follow faithfully:
To give, to give, and give abundantly.


Beirut
February 22nd 1995

Monday, December 30, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: teacher
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 11 August 2023

The rhyme scheme was accomplished magnificently. I wouldn't recognize a sonnet, however even if I tripped on one! : ) Re the biography, I wonder if Samer 'hunts' birds with gun OR binoculars, or both.

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Bri Edwards 11 August 2023

I notice the poem was apparently written years before it was posted on PH. Lucky PH! I read Samer's PH bio with interest. I give five stars. *****

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Bri Edwards 11 August 2023

Bharati Nayak, PH member, mentioned this i PH's Notifications and there I read the first few lines and was drawn to the poem.

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Bri Edwards 11 August 2023

'Borrowing some words from one of Ms. Browning's poem is more like a memorial than a stealing. Ha ha. I'm sure I'd be glad to have people borrow SOME of my words. bri : )

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Bri Edwards 11 August 2023

'Elizabeth Barrett Browning (née Moulton-Barrett; 6 March 1806 - 29 June 1861' RIP 'Quote by Elizabeth Barrett Browning: 'How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I lo...' '

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