Figuring Out Life While Aging
A big part of the teacher’s role has always been to serve as an example to their students, of what it looks like to be educated. When knowledge was the key to future success, a teacher was the living, breathing example of a learned person. Students could look up to their teachers and aspire to […]
via Learned or Learner: Do you learn more than your students do? — Douchy’s Blog
Like any good grammar junkie, I keep a list of resources for when questions arise about the English language. The following are some free sites that I find myself referring to time and time again. They have been so helpful over the years that it would feel stingy not to share them. OWL: The Purdue […]
via Free Online Resources: Grammar and Writing — Kristen Twardowski
My thoughts and feelings about Facebook are always evolving.
Currently I think of it as a kind of porch where I can relax and have “friends” drop in and chat. – http://joanvinallcox.ca/facebook-my-porch/
You are who you are
because of
and despite
your mother.
You are who you are
because of
life’s surprises
and how you felt them.
You are who you are
because of
what you have grasped
and avoided.
You are who you are.
Air-conditioned coffee shop,
conversations bleeding into
silent tables,
voices speaking about conceptions
of God
or meditation
And addictions.
And relationships.
I want to interrupt
but don’t.
I wonder if I
arrived here
drawn
by those invisible connections
The Enlightenment
has denied me.
I have unprotected dreams
late at night
with strangers
searching through my metaphors
to find the weapons
I’ve buried
and attack.
In the morning, I run words in my head,
To see if they fit together,
To see if they flow.
Sometimes I reach for my keyboard.
In youth we come through our bodies as explorers
Seeking and measuring
Astounded and disappointed
As we grow into ourselves.
In our long midlife, we travel our path
Forgetting and wandering
Sometimes grateful, mostly blindly seeking
The more we yearn for.
Now, our bodies re-astound us
Aching and refusing
Complaining and attacking
Reminding us of time.
In youth we come through our bodies as explorers
Seeking and measuring
Astounded and disappointed
As we grow into ourselves.
In our long midlife, we travel our path
Forgetting and wandering
Sometimes grateful, mostly blindly seeking
The more we yearn for.
Now, our bodies re-astound us
Aching and refusing
Complaining and attacking
Reminding us of time.
Christmas is a time of
difficulties and disappointments,
Santa failures
And other losses.
The dogs of hope
snap at the turkey bits
they’ve been whining for
and drop them, snarling.
Joys are seen
backwards in mirrors:
coloured lights on others’ houses
as I drive away.
And yet …
and yet in the darkness
some small light, hidden,
that I can hold
And nurture.
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