Soon my students and I will focus our attention on Sonnet 73. We have to wait for just the right day, and unfortunately for an English teacher trying to work with some sort of course plan, I cannot identify that day until it arrives on the lawn, buried in an assortment of leaves.
I have a Word document that serves as a sort of a giant virtual workshop at the center of which is a virtual worktable where I can tighten the vice down on an idea or topic.
“Rivendell seems to stand less as something built on the Cumberland Plateau than something pulled up from within it.” Just outside Sewanee, Tennessee, a large, beautiful stone house called Rivendell sits just off the lip of the aptly named Lost Cove, an enclosed cove where all the water that falls within its boundary drains into a sink […]
“Ross All Over the Map” has been a powerful tool for reinvigorating my writing and for refining much of my thinking about school change, travel, photography, and music. It has pushed me and it has rewarded me. That said, I have felt its limitations more and more over the last six months or so, in […]
Folks have beenDigging and working and firingClay here for hundreds of years.The story of how the clayCame to be though,How it arrived here is, of course,–A long story.–It is also a violent andEternally silencedBy time story.–(Violence is not always full ofSound and speed—The most violentthings—things that can push upAnd pull apartGeography are usually–Silent and slow.)–Before […]
Larry was the caretaker,And he smoked Malboro Lights like they were necessary sustenance,and he said you’ns instead of y’all or you all or you.–These are things he was likely to say:You’ns go on up and hammer nails at the barn.OrYou’ns stop doing nothing and get back to it.–Holding it between his thumb and pointer finger,He […]