From May 2007 on 37days: In celebration of the real meaning of Memorial Day in the U.S., an 1876 flag with 38 stars that we hang on our porch for Memorial Day and the Fourth of July and other days wh...
I ran across this video on Facebook, and I’ve watched it many times and cried each time. What a joyous, wacky, wonderful, creative way to say I love you. Truth be told, it reminds me of Mr Bril...
A month ago, I wrote about a wonderful young woman named Kala and her high school newspaper, The Hoofprint. I asked readers to help this group of students fulfill their dream of printing the newspape...
Oddly, I posted this photo as my Facebook profile shot yesterday. It was taken to commemorate my lunch date with Carlos Fuentes, the brilliant, charming, and beautiful Mexican novelist who gave us Th...
It started late last night with a call from Emma. “She’s calling to wish you a Happy Mother’s Day,” John said as he handed me the phone. “But it’s only 11:57!̶...
One Year When I got to his marker, I sat on it, like sitting on the edge of someone’s bed and I rubbed the smooth, speckled granite. I took some tears from my jaw and neck and started to wash a...
I was deeply honored to wear a Harry Potter robe on Saturday morning and march onto the gorgeous lawn of Guilford College to give the commencement address 30 years after I received my own diploma fro...
I never knew teaching an online writing class could be such a wholehearted, full-bodied experience. But it is. If you are drawn to knowing who you are, where your creativity resides inside you, and w...
Intangible I am in love With the light that illuminates the dust Resting on her hair Convinced that those diamonds are god’s way of saying hello And reminding me that this very common is not so commo...
Lost Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The f...
My friend Amy McCracken (Richmond on our 3x3x365 blog) has declared today to be the National Day of Tess Ptak. Here’s what she wrote on her Facebook wall this morning: I love the responses that...
Start Close In -David Whyte Start close in, don’t take the second step or the third, start with the first thing close in, the step you don’t want to take. Start with the ground you know, ...
After Years Today, from a distance, I saw you walking away, and without a sound the glittering face of a glacier slid into the sea. An ancient oak fell in the Cumberlands, holding only a handful of l...
I “met” high school senior Kala Czanstkowski when she wrote me an email: Hello! My name is Kala Czanstkowski and I am a Senior at Buffalo High School in Buffalo, MN. I’m a journalis...
Consider the Hands that Write This Letter after Marina Wilson Consider the hands that write this letter. The left palm pressed flat against the paper, as it has done before, over my heart, in peace o...
Fresh To move Cleanly. Needing to be Nowhere else. Wanting nothing From any store. To lift something You already had And set it d...
Nothing that is worth doing can be achieved in our lifetime; therefore, we must be saved by hope. Nothing which is true or beautiful or good makes complete sense in any immediate context of history; ...
Who Said It Was Simple There are so many roots to the tree of anger that sometimes the branches shatter before they bear. Sitting in Nedicks the women rally before they march discussing the problemat...
Why Bodhidharma Went to Howard Johnson’s “Where is your home,” the interviewer asked him. Here. “No, no,” the interviewer said, thinking it a problem of translation, ...
A Note Life is the only way to get covered in leaves, catch your breath on the sand, rise on wings; t...
Seeing More – Discoveries? i watch the clouds drifting slowly by the trees trembling so slightly bending, leaning, s...
A Prayer for Children We pray for children Who sneak popsicles before supper, Who erase holes in math workbooks, Who can never find their shoes. And w...
For Julia, In the Deep Water The instructor we hire because she does not love you Leads you into the deep water, The deep end Where the water i...
For a New Beginning In out-of-the-way places of the heart, Where your thoughts never think to wander, This beginning has been quietly fo...
Letting You Go I loved you once. on those endless summer days in the pool, barefoot walks on hot asphalt to the corner store cigarettes for you, grape Mr. Freeze for me. eating your special Sunday sc...
You know how much I value the work of teachers. More than I can say. And so, it is with great pleasure that I have created a VerbTribe class just for K-12 teachers (and Pre-K, too, if you’d lik...
Darwin’s Finches 1 My mother always called it a nest, the multi-colored mass harvested from her six daughters’ brushes, and handed it to one of us after she had shaped it, as we sat in front of...
yes yes yes after a violent rain, bloody battle on the roof mud-inked, wind-broken roots chunked and catastrophic the velocity of the river a cause for posted signs and nervous dogs yes yes o blister...
Title of poem : Seeing More – Discoveries? Author : Esther Louie submitted by: Esther Louie i watch the clouds drifting slowly by the trees trembling so slightly bending, leaning, straightening...
VerbTribe has been an extraordinary journey for me as a teacher, and for those who have joined it. As we close our first 37-day journey into writing, I am featuring writing from VerbTribe members her...
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