David McCord was one of my favorite poets when I began teaching in the 1970s. His poems still remain my favorites today. Here’s one to share with your class:
This Is My Rock
by David McCord
This is my rock,
And here I run
To steal the secret of the sun;
This is my rock,
And here come I
Before the night has swept the sky;
This is my rock,
This is the place
I meet the evening face to face.
McCord is new to me (I feel like I say that every week on Poetry Friday) and this is a wonderful poem.
I adore David McCord too. His sensitivity to words combined with his just plain fun makes my mouth and heart smile. Thank you for this!
This is My Rock has been a very poignant poem for me. My first grade teacher taught it to our class and I used to recite it at home to my parents. Years later (and years ago) when I was in my 20’s, my mother became very ill and found comfort in my reciting it to her often.