So, I have been a very happy camper in English class this month because we have just started the POETRY UNIT!!!! Yay!! And what makes a sophomore English poetry unit so wonderful is that we don't even have to write poems for it. Now, you might think that I would be upset by such a restriction, but actually I couldn't be happier with it. After all, high school is full of kids who are full of feelings and lacking in experience. What I'm trying to say is that a poetry-WRITING unit would have resulted in a slew of terrible, TMI-inducing poems. (I must say that none of the above sarcasm means that I am exempt from the crummy-teenage-poetry-writing crew of America. I just, you know, keep my poems in a file where no one will ever see them :P) But all of that aside, we were asked to pick a poem to memorize for this unit, and I chose "February" by Margaret Atwood. And thus I became aware of the wonde...