here, on our way
our connections belonging
only to ourselves
history's hooks dangling
carrying instructions
treading eternally in travel
flighty and watery
brave before memory
yet imagining every thing...
foreign for moments
knowing our effects are light
yet baggage enough
for other people to live out
of them for a lifetime
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Pic 1: Like I did last time, I got everyone identical scarves to loop onto our backpacks so we can ID each other easily. (My pic.)
Pic 2: I'm so grateful for this community of eager learners. They were willing to construct and present on their keywords and concepts in the airport on our long layover. (Pic by our travel chaperone.)
8 comments:
The scarfs are such a great idea! I can’t wait to hear all about what you are all experiencing together!!
Nice.
Those scarves remind me of the matching clothes/jewelry you and your sister got (and didn't get) on your trip.
Great use of layover time.
The scarf idea is brilliant.
Love the title of this poem and the double meanings of effects and baggage.
Stay tuned, Lisa! I plan to update whenever I can.
Thanks!
I'm grateful these young people were agreeable!
Nothing gets past you, Nance... I love that so much. (This needs work, but I can sense what I was feeling when I reread it.)
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