My thoughts came in quick, short phrases. They begged to be placed into poetry. January is a perfect month for reflection; I'm able to center my thoughts when I compose poetry. Everything falls into place. I'm comforted by the rhythm of my thinking.
Tag: Poetry
Icarus Found: A Poem Remembered
I began recreating the poem silently in my head as I drove. It was had three stanzas maybe four. I couldn’t remember the exact words, but as I recited it my head, I got closer and closer to the original poem. The rhythm of the road helped me to remember.
Your Own Best Mother
To spread some loving-kindness: to be a shoulder, an ear, a cup of tea – some sympathy. I had a world-class mother, and she taught me the first rule of mothering: “Be good to yourself.”
Spring Offering
Spring Offering - some flower and poetry to provide calm, peace, and renewal.
Fidget to Think
Fidget to Think - I wanted to honor students' need to move. I also wanted to create a space for them to really think about why they fidget and what strategies they could use to both keep moving while also actively listen
Add. Change. Remove.
Add. Change. Remove. This is a strategy we use in our 2nd grade writing workshop to explain the revision process. In the lesson, which I think originally was an idea from a Six Traits lesson, the students create with Play-Doh and then at various intervals are asked to add something to their creation.
Room to Read
I love having the opportunity to read and write with children and figure out why they are having trouble. I calm my monkey mind and I focus in on the student reader.
Song of the Sky: Some Thoughts on Clouds
Songs of the Sky: Looking out towards the horizon, the sky and sea seemed infinite. Maybe that’s what intrigued Alfred Stieglitz about clouds: their ever-changing shape above Lake George and reflected on its surface. For over a decade Stieglitz photographed clouds. He first called his cloud work, Songs of the Sky, after the music he could surely hear as they drifted.
Someday Soon
I definitely need more happy anticipation in my life right now, so I created my own Someday Soon Jar and will start to write my ideas down. Of course, my jar is an empty tissue box instead of a beautiful glass jar, but I don’t think that matters. What matters is hope and the joy of happy expectation.
Remember
I have been writing this blog every week since April 11th. That is three months and that is a record for me. I love to write, but I have always written in fits and starts. I have hundreds of beautiful notebooks with 3, 5, or 20 pages written in them, but I have rarely filled … Continue reading Remember
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