I have been awake for hours--but have I been writing? No, I've been grading. It's that time of the term. I am caught up--but I will only be caught up for a day or two. It's that time of the term.
But let me also note--I wrote a poem yesterday. Yesterday I was watering the plants in the butterfly garden at school. I noticed that 2 of the milkweed plants had aphids on them, so I spent some time killing them by rubbing them off the leaves. Their dying stained my fingers bright yellow, even after I washed my hands.
This line came to me: On the last day of the impeachment hearings, I kill the aphids on the milkweed plants. I played with it off and on throughout the day, and eventually a poem came together. Last night, I submitted it to the weekly Poets Respond (to the news) feature run by Rattle.
Today I don't have time to linger at my desk--I'm going in early to help with a PAC meeting at school. I will stop and get the fruit platter and treats, and then I will help set up. I will stay for the meeting, and I will hope that the clean up goes quickly.
And then it's time to start thinking about Thanksgiving: what to read, what projects to work on--the what to eat part is already decided.
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