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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
By W
Blackberry brambles
Such uncomfortable places.
Prickly, stickled, webbing in wings
Not letting them out.
To be picked is just another
Way of saying chosen.
There remains in all hearts
A honey drunk awe of it.
You who hibernate coolness,
Your day shall come.
So still for it, wait for it
To rest is, after all, one of many ways to praise.
Someday—yes—
It
Will
Find
You.
That growing warmth of ripened grace
When you know in each wondering burst
Of your body that your time has come
At last.
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This poem is our submission to the Commuter this week.
Blackberry brambles
Such uncomfortable places.
Prickly, stickled, webbing in wings
Not letting them out.
To be picked is just another
Way of saying chosen.
There remains in all hearts
A honey drunk awe of it.
You who hibernate coolness,
Your day shall come.
So still for it, wait for it
To rest is, after all, one of many ways to praise.
Someday—yes—
It
Will
Find
You.
That growing warmth of ripened grace
When you know in each wondering burst
Of your body that your time has come
At last.
--------------------
This poem is our submission to the Commuter this week.
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by Turtle Shell
"Look at this, this brilliant kid
Made a masterwork, our genius did."
A perfect grade, brings pride galore.
You hunger now, you want some more.
An endless mission, bring home the A's
To hear you're smart, the greatest praise.
"But wait, what's this, did you get a B?
Sit down, let's talk, I want you to see
A B isn't terrible, this imperfect letter
I think we both know though, that you can do better."
So that's how it is, those words that now weighed
Only dullards could be content, with an imperfect grade.
Do or do not, there is no "try"
Become risk-averse, become failure-shy!
The easiest path, is the only one to take
Be careful, do it right, never risk a mistake!
A mistake's an indictment, a proof of stupidity
But you NEED to be smart, an ego's cupidity.
Studies have shown, that when praising a child
Praising mere talent, only leaves them beguiled.
Being proud of what they are, but not how they act
Encourages stagnation, is motivationally cracked.
"You're so smart" sounds nice, but it's such a dangerous phrase
One message to avoid, among the hundred ways to praise.
"Look at this, this brilliant kid
Made a masterwork, our genius did."
A perfect grade, brings pride galore.
You hunger now, you want some more.
An endless mission, bring home the A's
To hear you're smart, the greatest praise.
"But wait, what's this, did you get a B?
Sit down, let's talk, I want you to see
A B isn't terrible, this imperfect letter
I think we both know though, that you can do better."
So that's how it is, those words that now weighed
Only dullards could be content, with an imperfect grade.
Do or do not, there is no "try"
Become risk-averse, become failure-shy!
The easiest path, is the only one to take
Be careful, do it right, never risk a mistake!
A mistake's an indictment, a proof of stupidity
But you NEED to be smart, an ego's cupidity.
Studies have shown, that when praising a child
Praising mere talent, only leaves them beguiled.
Being proud of what they are, but not how they act
Encourages stagnation, is motivationally cracked.
"You're so smart" sounds nice, but it's such a dangerous phrase
One message to avoid, among the hundred ways to praise.
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Tuesday, April 5, 2011
The prompt for next week is: "one of the hundred ways to praise". Supposedly from something I don't currently have a copy of, written by Oregon's Poet Laureate, Paulann Peterson.
We also have a tentative preliminary prompt for the week after next (sorry Whitney, this is what happens when you're out sick). We will be (celebrating? commemorating? evangelizing?) reading/performing on the subject of the free speech movement in the Hotshot at 3 as usual on April 19. More focused attention may be given to the topics of: 1) the responsibility associated with the right of free speech, and 2) the importance of acting as well as speaking.
And lastly, save the date: April 22. I forget why.
We also have a tentative preliminary prompt for the week after next (sorry Whitney, this is what happens when you're out sick). We will be (celebrating? commemorating? evangelizing?) reading/performing on the subject of the free speech movement in the Hotshot at 3 as usual on April 19. More focused attention may be given to the topics of: 1) the responsibility associated with the right of free speech, and 2) the importance of acting as well as speaking.
And lastly, save the date: April 22. I forget why.
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