That was a blessing, since I've also been fighting a low-grade migraine. It must have helped to get back into the studio yesterday, I woke up to a clear head this morning.
This afternoon I slipped back into the studio for a few minutes to finish the little project I started yesterday.
Remember the little pouch that I'd read about on Carla's blog and then made using Debbie's directions?
Well, I got sucked into the madness, let me tell you! I've completed pouch number two. This one has a couple of accessories--a pen holder and a key fob. I'd like to be able to carry both while at work. Wearing the first one to work may have gotten me into trouble: students saw it and have been begging me to make pouches for them, "please, please."
Of course they are batting eyelashes at the time! (Sometimes those eyelashes work.) Of course, I can't make enough for every student who wants one, but I'm thinking I might make a few and have a drawing.
In addition to all the testing and traveling and teaching, I've been writing a bit. I like to write when my students write. This last poem is one I wrote during a recent poetry writing session, but even more so I wrote this poem about the kids who were in my classroom writing their own poems. Is that confusing? I hope not. Here's the poem: I hope you like it.
poet and poem
They sit, quiet
thoughts whirling, brains engaged, hands busy
Difficult, this work, messy, thought-provoking.
blank paper stares back for much too long
pen smudges, crumple, toss.
One kitten curls in tight on herself
but still the words come.
A zebra of lines, doodles, words sits
wanting more.
Ah, aha, awe! more and more
words come—
simile, symbol, synecdoche
connotation, consonance, conceit
archtype, alliteration, assonance
I've always admired those who can pen their thoughts so beautifully. I am not so lucky
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