It was the last beignet that put me over. I have been walking along the edge for days. Today it was the Camellia Grill in the French Quarter for breakfast, a Muffeletta from Central Grocery for lunch, and Café Du Monde this afternoon. I need an intervention.Leaving Atlanta last Tuesday for Seattle, flying to New […]
On the eve of the 2012 NAIS Conference in Seattle, I thought I would re-post this one as I am reminded of its relevance as I prepare for the flight from Atlanta to the Northwest.
Art and Craft
Her left hand is in mine as weAre awkward and in aSlow-motion dodge and weaveThrough what the kiln delivered-now set in loose rowson the sparse grass lawnunder the nine-thirty a.m. white oak trees behind the white house.-E runs her right index finger around the mouth of a big brown potWith four lug handles.She can reach […]
A School Assembly and the Ripple Effect of a Simple Act of Kindness
Today we had a recent alumna speak to our faculty and student body about her struggle with an eating disorder. Now a senior in college, she spoke beautifully and compellingly. She was clear, assertive, engaging, and remarkably insightful. In short, she has become the kind of person you hope graduates will become. Her audience was […]
Stark Inconsistencies: ESPN, Ultimate Fighting, and Concussions
We don’t learn things all at once—not as individuals or as a culture, and what we learn we tend to have to re-learn. When we are in the midst of a learning process, our learning is uneven, and our viewpoint is vulnerable to stark inconsistencies.The example I am thinking about this morning regards ESPN and the […]
The Reader is the Part of the Poem the Poet Cannot Write
The reader is the part of the poem the poet cannot write.The poet chooses the words and places and replaces them,hides them in the basement,slides them between photographs in the attic,brings them out for anoccasion.-The poet finds sequences of words—She feels she has discovered them, as if they wereAlready made and waiting to be found.Sometimes […]