Poetry
Teach Write has got me
writing gratitude haikus:
it’s reviving me.
Ella Lyon’s book’s
gone unread on my shelf, but
now’s its time for me.
Which led my mind to
my Poetry subscription:
high-minded wasteland.
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Evening Running Companion
During the month of November, I will be joining Teach Write in the #Gratiku challenge, in which we write and share a gratitude haiku (or other poemish piece) every day in November. I may not write every day, but I will certainly try my best.
After-Work To-Do List
Ran three miles with
speed intervals after work.
Prep for 5k run.
Chicken pot pie from
farmers market for dinner:
another task done.
The Weekend
Saturday:
Waffles for kids, then
Time To Write for myself, then
kids, kids, husband, run.
A Teacher’s Day
Thursday: first-block
planning. Woke at 5:30.
Moved slower to work.
Block two: two sleepy,
face-to-face. The rest on Zoom.
Stand and deliver.
Intervention block:
systematically, I
dole out make-up tasks
Gratitude and Hopes of an American Public School Teacher in the Year of Our Lord 2020
Digital textbook
with interactive lessons
had students engaged
and this teacher saved
and high from the
unprecedented focus
of her students.
Little Things That Make a Difference
My ninth grade daughter’s computer science teacher used
emojis in an email in which he answered her questions.
I could tell, by how she lit up when she showed me the email,
that those emojis gave her strength, and made him cool.
Venus and Perspective
He hadn’t talked to me all week. I am sure
it was my fault. But, Lord, I have justifications.
My neighbor recently gave me a synopsis
of Men are From Mars. I ought to have known
that he just needed a cave moment. But, he
hasn’t heard the synopsis that Women are
Mobilize
During the month of November, I will be joining Teach Write in the #Gratiku challenge, in which we write and share a gratitude haiku (or other poemish piece) every day in November. I may not write every day, but I will certainly try my best.
Daily Bread For An Election On Edge
My wise neighbor told me on Tuesday that, not Wednesday,
but probably Thursday is when we’d see unrest and protest.
And so, I said, well, we just have to keep on praying. Praying
