Yes William Stafford It could happen any time, tornado, earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen. Or sunshine, love, salvation. It co...

Next week will be the sixth anniversary of our loss here at school of a beautiful, popular, fit, twenty-five year old teacher.  She went to ...

Today in Haiti we have a peaceful, quiet day off school to celebrate Jean-Jacques Dessalines, who was anything but peaceful and quiet. He...

Book #50 of 2014 was Cinder , by Marissa Meyer, and #51 was Scarlet , the second in the series.  Now I'm waiting for one of my student...

My daughter got a kitten this week.  She named her Pangur Ban, and so far we don't know if she will live up to her famous namesake.  She...

One of our teachers shared this poem by Wendell Berry in our faculty meeting this morning.  It seems so appropriate, as I get huge mounds of...

I read a poem with my students called "Folding Sheets," by Madge Piercy.  ( Here it is. )  Afterward we talked about activities th...

It's been a while since I have posted what I've been reading.  Here's the latest: Book #36 of 2014 was Longbourn , by Jo Bake...

I was looking for something recently and happened on this poem.  I clicked on it because I thought about my own yellow dress poem .  But thi...

I'm doing parent/teacher conferences today, so while I'm talking to parents about their kids' progress, here's Naomi Shihab ...

Lead by Mary Oliver Here is a story to break your heart. Are you willing? This winter the loons came to our harbor and died, one by one, of ...

I didn't intend to take a break from Poetry Friday, but here it is the end of the third week of school, and I see that I haven't pos...

I have been reading the news out of Iraq and Syria and despairing, learning of another genocide ignored by the world.  This time the victims...

My blog has been silent for a whole month now as I have been traveling, visiting friends and family in the US.  Yesterday I got home to Hait...

It's halfway through the year, and I've read thirty-five books.  Here's the latest batch. #20 was What We Talk About When We T...

Yesterday was another travel day for me, so no post, but here is what everyone else posted. 

Today is a road-trip day, and I am probably not going to get a Poetry Friday post written.  But here's today's roundup , so you can ...

I said a few weeks ago that maybe I would write my own chikungunya poem, and now I have. For anyone who isn't yet aware of this virus, ...

On Monday I finished up in my classroom, and I have spent the days since shifting into the rhythms of the summer.  We will be traveling, but...

My son remarked the other day, "You know what I hate about the beginning of summer?  Mom always wants everything to be clean." I...