Poetry Friday is hosted by Catherine at Reading to the Core
It’s been a week of trying to establish new routines for the new phase of life ahead. Summers were always about planning for September and a new batch of sixth graders: new ideas to try out, new books to introduce, and new ways to jiggle the curriculum so that it remains fresh to me. Now that the farm has become my full time home, that routine shifts. To what? Well, that’s what I’m working on: preparing for sheep next Spring, bringing the garden back to life, and writing.
This week, I was invited to join a writing group. The invitation was so unexpected that I was caught off guard, so much so that I found myself agreeing to arrive prepared to share a piece of writing: a poem, perhaps, or even two. What was I thinking??!!
Of course, I am used to sharing my writing every time I blog, and I have been blogging about my teaching life for many years now. But, this new, non-teaching phase of life calls for me to share the type of my writing I am loathe to share – my creative writing. How marvelous, though, to be welcomed into a new community in this particular way! Which is why I steeled myself to join in the first place, and to share the first draft of a poem:
