Monday, February 06, 2012


A poem by Edward Markham

He drew a circle that shut me out:
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle that took him in.

It turns out this was a rather influential poem for me when growing up. It gave me a way to deal with rejection from others that I think was very healthy and constructive.

I just had to dig it up because Timothy was asking about such things... So I decided to capture it for posterity. :)