Let America Be America Again by Langston Hughes Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer ...

Next week we're finishing up with school. Every year at this time I am grading huge piles of work and fretting that nobody learned as mu...

This poem was in the Academy of American Poets poem-a-day email back in March. I love the idea in it of storing up beauty so that you can e...

My eighth graders are listening to the story of the Trojan Horse today. Did you know that it isn't even in the Iliad? Most of the detail...

Our host for this month, Ramona , asks: "How has this time of COVID-19 strengthened your sense of connection and community?" I d...

I haven't written a Reading Update since February, so although my lack of focus has slowed down my reading considerably, I still have pl...

May Night Poem by Sara Teasdale The spring is fresh and fearless And every leaf is new, The world is brimmed with moonlight, The lilac...

For today, the last day of April, I have this poem, "The Last Kiss," which I heard on Tracy K. Smith's Showdown podcast back ...

This prose poem by Aimee Nezhukumatathil has been open on my desktop since December; it was on the podcast The Showdown. When I Am Six by...

I already shared a poem this month by Jane Hirshfield ( here ), but since she just came out with a new book, she gave an interview on NPR a ...

I don't know how long this has been open on my desktop. I do know it's the wrong time of year for it, since it's now time for th...

I love Iliad and Odyssey inspired poetry, and have shared a lot of it on this blog. This one has been open on my desktop since March 20th la...

Last year during National Poetry Month, I posted this Langston Hughes poem: I loved my friend. He went away from me. There's nothing...

Excuse my tardiness; I've been at a Zoom meeting already today, but I posted my lessons on Google Classroom last night, so I have just a...

Today it's my turn to offer two lines to continue the Progressive Poem. Christie will choose one of them. I picked this day, the 23rd...

I looked up today's line(s) first thing in the morning, because tomorrow I have to add mine. In the background all day as I've done ...

This poem by Camille T. Dungy has been open on my desktop for a long time. Characteristics of Life by Camille T. Dungy A fifth of anim...