The events of this week demand a dose of peace so I'm observing National Poem-In-Your-Pocket Day by carrying in my pocket "The Peace of Wild Things" by Wendell Berry (read it here). I'll share it with my classes and with anyone else who wonders what I'm carrying in my pocket, which could be dangerous because reading it out loud just might make me cry.
Of course, April is the crying month. Something awful always happens in April, and my students and I are all overwrought from overwork. (Which is redundant, since "wrought" and "work" derive from the same Old English root.) What have words wrought? Today the words in my pocket work peace.
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Incredible...thanks for making this a part of my life.
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