I'm not sure why, but when we were searching for poems online in class, this poem really spoke to me. At first I just read it to finish the assignment, but every few minutes I would go back to it and read a few lines. That night when I got home I went on the POL website again and read the poem aloud. I just really liked how the words felt as they gushed out of my mouth, caressed my lips, and filled the air with their sweet sound. I knew this was my poem.
My favorite thing about this poem is the way Cornish uses something as elementary as addition to convey a deeper meaning on life; "Two pickles, One door to a room, Eight dancers dressed as swans." I think her previous career as a children's book author/illustrator contributed to her creative methods. I really enjoyed "Numbers" and I'm interested in reading some of her books.