A Bloem (a blog poem)
A hive of activity
The tap-tick-tapping
Of fingers on keyboards
Minds feverish with stories of
Dystopian worlds unfolding
Crumbling
On leaves of freshly printed books
Filling the corners of bourgeoning minds
Who delicately tug out poems
And stories like tissue paper
From over-stuffed boxes
Ignited by visions of lost river caves
Butterfly gardens
And “bottomless pits”
Anticipating an ancient homestead
The simplicity of lives long passed
Where past meets present
Ever hanging on the edge of the future
This week has been jam-packed. Our students focused on writing original poetry and fiction while they scrambled to read a novel, discuss it in small groups, and present their analyses to the class. Additionally, on Wednesday, we toured Lost River Cave by boat, a cavern which, according to our tour guide, boasts one of the largest natural cave openings this side of the Mississippi. Our second field trip of the week will take place later today when we will visit South Union Shaker Village, the former site of a religious community who espoused the virtues of celibacy, hard work, and simplicity. It’s been a fun week, but a bit of rest should do us all good!