Fall 2021 has given me a mixed bag. In my poetry world, things are hopping. I have completed my final edits for my chapbook, Just a Spit down the Road(Kelsay Books, 2021), I should soon know the location of my Norfolk Pavement Poem, I just completed the edits for my two poems which will appear in the Eastern Shore Writers Association 2021 Anthology(not available for sale yet), I have a poem ready to be quilted by PSV/Colonial Piecemakers Quilt Guild Exhibit for the Mancuso Mid-Atlantic Quilt Show(Feb. 24-27, Hampton Convention Center,) I completed the paperwork for my poetry to be included in the PSV Anthology, and I just added to the “We are Here” Virginia Poetry project spearheaded by VA Poet Laureate, Luisa Igloria. All of these events are beautiful blessings.
Teaching has been a challenge. I actually spent the second week of school in quarantine due to Covid-like symptoms. The students hate their masks and need constant reminders. Some of them have forgotten the basics of school and conversation. They balk at the most ordinary of expectations. They need a considerable amount of love, and the entire learning process is progressing at a snail’s pace. Meanwhile, diagnostics, goal setting, large classes, evaluations, numerous meetings, and growth measurements continue. My virtual class seems to be the only group operating on time, and with total positive conduct, effort, and behavior. Be kind to your teacher friends. They do not want toxic positivity, just more time and grace.
So, fall has come bursting in with many highs and many lows. The temperatures are dropping, the leaves are falling, and we are all just riding the winds the best that we can.
Enjoy an old poem of mine, “ La Catrina; Puerta del Diablo” , originally published @ The Pedestal(you can tell it is rather old, as my line breaks are quite spooky). Take care and happy hauntings!
In July of 2017, I purchased the 1938 Cape Cod home in Virginia. This blog will recount how this home has helped me to deal with loss, to handle stress, to become a better me, and how moving here inspired me to begin writing again.. Shout