Excluding Shel Silverstein and Dr. Seuss, I’ve never really been an avid fan of poetry. A few days ago in English class, we read a poem about blackbirds. It was called “Thirteen Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird” by Wallace Stevens (click the link to read).
Honestly, I thought it was another one of the 13572318746 boring poems out there.
Then, our teacher, Mrs. Porter, told us to look at a poem written in a format similar to that of the “Thirteen Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird.” It was called “Thirteen Ways Of Looking At A Tortilla” by Aaron Abeyta.
What Mr. Abeyta did was that he found something that he loved, a tortilla, and made a poem of a similar form of “Thirteen Ways Of Looking At A Blackbird.” Here’s the first stanzas for each poem:
