When Did I Become A Parent?
I believe in the concept that it takes a village to raise a child, but I believe that it means that all villagers must do their part. Regarding children (in my case, young adult students) I believe that my part (since I have no children of my own) is that of teacher. Parents should parent; teachers should teach.
I wonder why, then, when the student arrives at school with his shirt on backwards and inside out, or her breakfast still smeared across her lips and chin, I’m required to do double duty, filling in as parent, dressing and bathing someone else’s child. I wonder how it becomes my responsibility to explain why it’s important to get a good night’s sleep instead of staying up well past midnight on Facebook or playing Grand Theft Auto, then arriving at school too tired to avail themselves of my teaching.
I decided almost half a century ago to leave the parenting to those who were most interested (and, hopefully, those best qualified) to do it.
I don’t want to sound like a complainer, but I’m getting a little old to be doing double duty.
Call Me Cate has more Saturday sixes at : SHOW MY FACE
My poem, “…some sort of gun.” is available today in See Into The Dark, the latest edition of the Slim Volume anthology series published by Pankhearst. Anthology editor Kate Garrett, in the introduction to the volume says:
We bring you claustrophobia, depression, and anxiety. Victims and vengeance. Forgotten passwords. Basements. Teeth.
Enjoy your walk through our Kafkaesque funhouse, but if it helps, remember the mantra – and we all had a version to repeat to ourselves as children: it’s only a story; it’s only a poem.
I’ve read the pre-publication authors’ PDF version of this marvelous print anthology. I can only echo Ms Garrett’s words and assure you that you will not be disappointed with your purchase.
I’ve posted my humble contribution (“…some sort of gun.”) at Eggs Over Tokyo. You can read it HERE.
Slim Volume publishes twice per year. This is their fourth edition. You can find links to all previous volumes HERE.
I just realized that this post’s title also qualifies it as my Six Word Saturday. I’m taking the rest of the weekend off, I guess. Go visit Call Me Cate for more sixes at: SHOW MY FACE.
Passed Torches Are Never The Same
This week’s six (ominous) words from Call Me Cate over at SHOW MY FACE, long-term host of the very popular Six Word Saturday meme, are: “Maybe time to pass the torch?”
Say it ain’t so, Cate. Please. Pretty please. Passed torches are never the same.
(Holocaust Remembrance Day (Yom HaShoah) 2016 begins in the evening of Wednesday, May 4 and ends in the evening of Thursday, May 5)
Whither Thou Goest
Again the dream: the boxcar and the
long march. The camp. Last night, again,
selection and weeping. Ash in the air.
Don’t ask me why. Don’t ask me if
I miss someone I’ve never met. I
don’t. Except in dream, I was not
there to bear witness; was not there
at all. I don’t believe I’ve ever met
anyone who had to let their lover go
or let their father or their mother go
—I must have; must have met them,
but I can’t recall.
……………………This morning, though,
it seems I know them all. It seems I
stand beside them, waiting in long lines,
waiting in the cold on hard red ground,
surrounded by even harder faces, late
winter snow and traces of ash in the air.
Original Publisher: Poetry Super Highway (Online) April 2012
(14th Annual Yom HaShoah Anthology)
If he has to hear
Cry Me A River
……….one more time
………“One more time”
………..one more time
he’s going to make her
eat that fucking piano.
I’m Going To A Job Interview
Don’t get too excited; I’m neither interviewing nor being interviewed. I’m just providing transport for My Beloved Sandra, who’s interviewing someone for her District. But since Sandra always tells me I need to look on the brighter side of things, I’ll note that we get to spend some quality time together both before & after the interview.
And I’ll be insisting on lunch.
Spend some quality time with Call Me Cate at: SHOW MY FACE
I just received my pre-publication PDF copy of the forthcoming (May 13th) anthology See Into The Dark, one of the Slim Volume series from Pankhearst Publishing, which will contain my poem, “…Some Sort Of Gun” amid lots of other fine writing — both poetry and short prose.
It’s a volume that, as editor Kate Garrett says, “will be a book of oddities and causes for alarm.”
You can find other titles in the Slim Volume anthology series HERE .
You know I’ll be back to remind you when it’s available.