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Tuesday, April 28, 2020

Apr28Poetry: Are You Sleeping?



I'm trying something new, taking a risk this month - participating in
#VerseLove with Sarah Donovan,
hoping to write poetry every day this April.







Today's poetry inspiration is from Susie Morice, who offered the challenge to think about 'epiphanies,' those 'morning-after moments' when you see things differently, when something shifts and you gain insight or new perspective.

I particularly welcomed this bonus information for writers:

Processing movement or shift from one stage to another always involves looking at two sides of a fulcrum...Think of it as 3 stages: 1) where we were, 2) the pivotal moment of shift, and 3) where we are now after the moment of change. That helps shape a Morning After poem. It also shapes novels. It shapes character development, before and after events/trauma. It shapes the mathematics of levers and torque to calculate fulcrum in physics. It shapes chemical reactions...you get the picture: this is a universal type of exercise.

Are You Sleeping?

Bug-eyed, wide-awake, 3:46 a.m.
I am thinking through our words
Again, and again, and again.

Why do I care so much?
Why do I wrestle like this?
Why do I feel so frustrated?
Why does it matter so much?
Why does it wake me up?

Bug-eyed, wide-awake, 3:46 a.m.
I am thinking through our words
Again, and again, and again.

If a child isn’t learning,
don’t we have to change
the way we look at it
the way we work at it
the way we are set up for it?

Bug-eyed, wide-awake, 3:46 a.m.
I am thinking through our words
Again, and again, and again.

We make plans.
We set goals.
We call meetings.
We offer prescribed supports.
We meet the letter of the law.

Bug-eyed, wide-awake, 3:46 a.m.
I am thinking through our words
Again, and again, and again. 

We want the system to work,
the child to fit within,
rather than
bending,
turning,
stretching
to meet the child.

Bug-eyed, wide-awake, 3:46 a.m.
I am thinking through our words
Again, and again, and again. 

I'm not sleeping.
Are you sleeping?