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April Reads April 30, 2020

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Balancing Act: April Reads: In March, when our quarantine began, I found it hard to read. Every time I sat still, I felt guilty. Surely there as some kind of preparatio…

 

COVID-19 Birthdays April 28, 2020

Filed under: Uncategorized — Samantha Bryant @ 11:39 pm

Balancing Act: COVID-19 Birthdays: image source My youngest daughter and I both have April birthdays. The last time I had a birthday party, I turned forty-two. She’s…

 

FOMO or JOMO? April 20, 2020

Filed under: Uncategorized — Samantha Bryant @ 2:23 pm

Balancing Act: FOMO or JOMO?: Image source April is normally such a busy month in our family.  We have two birthdays and our dating anniversary to celebrate.  …

 

What I Would’ve Done at JordanCon April 15, 2020

Filed under: Uncategorized — Samantha Bryant @ 11:16 pm

Balancing Act: What I Would’ve Done at Jordancon: Followers of my blog already know that I go to a few conventions every year and that I *love* this stuff. I get to talk writing and books a…

 

Disney+ Project: Part 9: the 1980s April 8, 2020

Filed under: Uncategorized — Samantha Bryant @ 7:45 pm

Balancing Act: Disney+ Project: Part 9: the 1980s: More Disney! (See our earlier thoughts  here ,  here ,  here ,  here ,  here ,  here ,  here  and here ) We’ve hit a few Disney mov…

 

Tips For School From Home April 5, 2020

Filed under: Uncategorized — Samantha Bryant @ 2:38 am

The Practical Pedagogue: Tips for my Kids for School from Home: I’m thinking of you a lot, mis monitos . I hope you are staying healthy and aren’t suffering too much from all this extra time at…

 

Practice

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Loved this post . . .thought you might, too.

Anthony Wilson

Practice

To weep unbidden, to wake
at night in order to weep, to wait
for the whisker on the face of the clock
to twitch again, moving
the dumb day forward—

is this merely practice?
Some believe in heaven,
some in rest. We’ll float,
you said. Afterward
we’ll float between two worlds—

five bronze beetles
stacked like spoons in one
peony blossom, drugged by lust:
if I came back as a bird
I’d remember that—

until everyone we love
is safe is what you said.

Ellen Bryant Voigt, from Messenger: New and Selected Poems, W. W. Norton & Company, Inc.

The thing with poems that you know well is that after a while it is possible to stop being surprised by what is going in them. You forget what led you to them in the first place. That shock of the new, that transcendent Oh my gosh, you…

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What I was Reading when the Pandemic Hit April 2, 2020

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Balancing Act: What I Was Reading When the Pandemic Hit: Focusing on reading in March proved difficult for me. I started strong, with Margaret Atwood’s The Testaments and Jean Rhys&#39…

 

IWSG April: Pandemic Edition

Filed under: Uncategorized — Samantha Bryant @ 1:09 am

Balancing Act: IWSG April: Pandemic Edition: Welcome to the first Wednesday of the month. You know what that means! It’s time to let our insecurities hang out. Yep, it’s th…