Monthly Review: February 2024
Take no thought for tomorrow, with its shrieking gales and skirling snows, nor for its cold that racks the bones— today, it is spring....
Take no thought for tomorrow, with its shrieking gales and skirling snows, nor for its cold that racks the bones— today, it is spring....
A short poem for a small dog
A wretched rebel wrapped in righteousness, I shiver looking on my Lord, who wears His blood and my own filthy rags for dress–– a transfer...
The world is dark, and darker still it grows. The highs seem more like hiccups, while the lows are chronic, caustic, catastrophic. "Why...
In many ways, the first day of September 2021 looked a lot like the first day of September 2020 for me. The first day of my school year...
A poem for the autumnal equinox.
I'll be honest: I thought I would have written something by now. I could have written a post all about how my thesis defense went (I...
I keep dreaming about the first day of school. This is an annoying phenomenon for a number of reasons (e.g. that I specifically prepared...
Reflecting on this June now past, I keep thinking about the phrase "long June." How lovely it would sound in a poem with its two...
Rachel 1 month ago: "[May] is already full of plans: spending Mother's Day weekend with my family to celebrate my brother's college...
When I started a blog, I always told myself I wouldn't be one of those bloggers who abandons the blog for a spell and then comes...
March in Wisconsin has taught me that endings are untidy. According to the calendar, winter ends, but only if you are very lucky does the...
January was too long; February was too short. Normally I take this time each month to pause and reflect on what has just passed, but I am...
If I'd had my way, the Christmas tree would have come down by New Year's. But since my husband refused to take down the tree and I as a...
For a good deal of my life as a reader, I have felt compelled to track my reading. In elementary school, I tracked pages for Book It and...
Our first snow this year arrived without warning. When I took Dobby out around five that morning, the ground was bare; by the time...
In the Midwest, October is the epitome of fall. Once the Indian summer of September has burnt out, autumn truly begins in all her blazing...
I estimate that I have read the Harry Potter series in its entirety no fewer than ten times. Just today, I finished up my most recent...
It seems as though fall came early this year. Two weeks into September, a tree that lines a street along my walking circuit started to...
May God bless you and keep you in the profession. May the Lord make at least one window in your classroom that natural light may shine...