By Gwendolyn Brooks

I ran across this again this week. I remember submitting it for a poetry project in high school and it is another poem that has always stuck in my mind. I think it means more to me now than it did even then.

Corners of the Curving Sky

Our earth is round, and, among other things
That means that you and I can hold completely different
Points of view and both be right.
The difference of our positions will show
Stars in your window. I cannot even imagine.
Your sky may burn with light,
While mine, at the same moment,
Spreads beautiful to darkness.
Still, we must choose how we separately corner
The circling universe of our experience
Once chosen, our cornering will determine
The message of any star and darkness we
encounter.