And Yet

We're 10 days into a new year,
10 days away from a new president,
And in the middle of a raging pandemic. 

Our candidate won, 
Yet people refuse to accept it. 

The miracle vaccine came, 
Yet people refuse to take it. 

We have never been more connected, 
Yet people have never been so divided. 

Life feels bleak and threatening, 
America: frustrating and impossible,
Our future: supremely uncertain. 

Here I am with a hot cup of coffee,
A heavy sigh,
And yet, 
A sliver of hope.










Comments

Post a Comment

Leave me a message!

Popular posts from this blog

The Opposites Game

  By: Brendan Constantine The Opposites Game                               for Patricia Maisch   This day my students and I play the Opposites Game with a line from Emily Dickinson.  My life had stood a loaded gun , it goes and I write it on the board, pausing so they can call out the antonyms – My                 Your Life                Death Had stood ?   Will sit A                   Many Loaded                     Empty Gun ? Gun. For a moment, very much like the one between lightning and it’s sound, the children just stare at me, and then it comes, a flurry, a hail storm of answers – Flower, says one. No, Book, says another. That's stupid, cries a third, the opposite of a gun is a pillow. Or maybe a hug, but not a book, no way is it a book. With this, the others gather their thoughts and suddenly it’s a shouting match. No one can agree, for every student there’s a final answer. It's a song, a prayer, I mean a promise, like a wedding ring, and later a baby. Or what’s that p
Read more