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I think that were beginning to remember that the first poets didn't come out of a classroom, that poetry began when somebody walked off of a savanna or out of a cave and looked up at the sky with wonder and said, "Ahhh." That was the first poem.
Lucille Clifton
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What this quote means

This quote emphasizes that poetry originates from a natural human experience of wonder, rather than from formal education.

Lucille Clifton reflects on the origins of poetry, suggesting that it is deeply rooted in the primal human experience and the instinctive expression of awe. The act of simple observation—looking up at the sky and feeling wonder—was perhaps the initial spark that inspired the first poets, emphasizing that creativity arises from genuine human emotion and connection to the world around us, rather than solely from academic settings.

Themes

PoetryWonderCreativityNatureArt

In practice

Example use cases

This quote is perfect for a poetry workshop to encourage participants to find inspiration in their everyday experiences.

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