Showing posts with label Yellow Springs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yellow Springs. Show all posts
Friday, December 29, 2017
Wednesday, October 04, 2017
Wednesday, August 02, 2017
Friday, March 17, 2017
Thursday, January 12, 2017
Warmth
Sometimes it is the surprise present
an old, dear friend slipped
into our luggage as we said goodbye
(a present I didn't find until weeks later
because I left for the conference
the very day we got home)
that is the sweetest
and warmest.
_
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Thursday, December 31, 2015
The End
They'll be home from YS soon
And then night comes
or falls--depends
on whom you ask
Time to wrap babies and burritos
while birds dip their wings
in sunsets
and vanish
_
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Saturday, February 07, 2015
Testing
Their sister
is at retreat/
long camp
(rehab)
Then when
they took tests
to see if they too
were dependent
they found only
two options:
dependent OR
very dependent
__
is at retreat/
long camp
(rehab)
Then when
they took tests
to see if they too
were dependent
they found only
two options:
dependent OR
very dependent
__
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Tuesday, April 08, 2014
A Dimple in Time
In the middle of August
four years ago, I uploaded
this picture of Nu to FB.
It was whimsically captioned:
"One day, the child made a wish--
and then summer started."
My sister's school friend
(newly friended) found it
today, liked it. Others did too.
I looked through that
entire album at work
and missed my babies.
She was just two then
she's headed for Grade 2
this August. Soon.
So small and squishy, right?
But I remember thinking then
that she'd become a big kid.
Ok, yes.
Time is fleeting,
but it's also so ridiculous.
_
Monday, January 20, 2014
Wednesday, January 08, 2014
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
(I need a) Smile
At blogged about this a long time ago.
He titled it Paul Simon Enjoys Subs:
(In case you can't read it, it says:
"The words of the prophets are written on the Subway (sic) walls."
So meta.)
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
O.K. Camp
A couple of weeks ago, the kids were finally at the eco-camps they'd been talking about for about two months. It was kind of a big deal/special year since it was going to be the last year At (14) could go before he aged out and the first time Nu (5) would be old enough to go.
They had a nice beginning to the week, bumping into each other in the cafe, being assigned as buddies (completely randomly, per Nu ;), and then midweek this happened.
I'm mostly okay with it. Because unlike the nightmares I've had since Newtown, this one case--this one very special case involving my very own children--seemed to have ended well: there was a gunman around the kids; no one got hurt. If we can't prevent men with guns showing up at kids' schools and camps, this should be the way it always ends.
Or the gunmen can be totally imaginary--I'm okay with that too; I could sleep through that.
_
They had a nice beginning to the week, bumping into each other in the cafe, being assigned as buddies (completely randomly, per Nu ;), and then midweek this happened.
On Thursday, deputies, law enforcement officers and a K-9 unit from several area agencies searched the park, the Glen Helen Education Center on State Route 343 and neighboring areas, sheriff’s Maj. Eric Spicer said. The 1,000-acre nature preserve is an entity of the college, located adjacent to the campus.The gunman was spotted near the Outdoor Education Center at Glen Helen at about 11:30 a.m. According to a witness there, the man approached a dorm and when a counselor asked him to leave, the man displayed a gun.“He more or less implied and made a menacing statement to them,” Spicer said.It turns out now that the college-aged counsellor had made the whole thing up. And everyone's angry because it was horrifying and also what a waste of tax-payer resource$, etc, etc.
I'm mostly okay with it. Because unlike the nightmares I've had since Newtown, this one case--this one very special case involving my very own children--seemed to have ended well: there was a gunman around the kids; no one got hurt. If we can't prevent men with guns showing up at kids' schools and camps, this should be the way it always ends.
Or the gunmen can be totally imaginary--I'm okay with that too; I could sleep through that.
_
Tuesday, May 01, 2012
There (and Back Again)
Tired, waiting at the door
yet another rehearsal.
Deportations.
Surrenders--
blur
On folded legs and wheels
we've accumulated maps
for wrongs, words,
and soon--
an edge
I learn to suspect horizons
and they harbor storms
their pennant winds
find us, rush us
clean
_
yet another rehearsal.
Deportations.
Surrenders--
blur
On folded legs and wheels
we've accumulated maps
for wrongs, words,
and soon--
an edge
I learn to suspect horizons
and they harbor storms
their pennant winds
find us, rush us
clean
_
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Stranger
(Kids at school, Big A sleeping off a night shift, My TTR class done) I took a hike.
At minute 1:24, I saw two figures--one of whom had a strange, lopping, unsteady gait. I began prickling with wariness... Till they got closer and I could see it was a nice woman with a headband, walking her horse.
_
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Saturday, April 07, 2012
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