Some of my conferences are frankly depressing. I know that I've done my best as far as instructing these students but many of them are quite transparently trying to pull the wool over my eyes. Many have submitted frankly useless drafts which seem to have been put together in one night. There are few if any quotes, no citation and little organization. It is overwhelming because I am not sure what more I could do.
In light of this let's forget about 121 for a moment....
Here's a little floundering bit of semi-recent poetry
Yaquina Head
Sooth on sooth the sea
tosses and wears away the meanings
in an arching skyward cauldron
combusting ginkgo
A delta leaf vein tremulous
stilled in Holocene weed fields
Rosebay pointing up and up
spike on spike between clusters
Salal all finger-linked haunched
and sea air rounded in great hills
The week ahead – September 12, 2022
1 year ago
7 comments:
love the yaquina head poem :)
I've never read anything of yours...well besides this blog anyway :) It's lovely and interesting to hear your inner voice.
i wrote back earlier, it printed now its missing.that picture of the flower was beautiful,did you take that? your poem very from the heart.
I didn't take the pic of the flower, though I have photographed those flowers many times.
11 23 dont forget
conn.yes to gay mariage.:)
Veterans day was a good time to thank them for being able to live the life you, after they put their life on the line for you.Your there to teach,it's up to the student to learn.Like I always say you can take a horse to water but you can't make it drink.
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