DK Weber

Love your idea for setting up a Google Doc for students. Such a simple way to keep up with student work. Thank you for sharing.

I’d love to be added to the list. Thank you for putting this together.

I’ve been teaching for close to a decade and have started feeling defeated by the apathy and apparent lack of desire to learn found in loads of students. Any teachers out there with advice for how to push beyond this gray cloud?

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I’m interested.

Just submitted a poem for publication. 🤞🏼 There’s always this panic inducing moment just before I hit submit.

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do not understand
you. They stop amid the flow, fight against
the current. They do not know how to move
forward. Yet, you do not discriminate
against them. You provide them a course
of action. Follow the path and you shall
find your way. This is the knowledge you share.

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Roundabout

Oh, divine circle of the roadways,
you are so simple yet so convenient.
the way you turn chaos into a peaceful
flowing river that takes me away
and brings me back again. You save
my vocal chords from reverberating
obscenities at the other
lemmings riding by.
However, there are some who

Thank you!

A wonderful literary journal that was gracious enough to publish a poem of mine. It was a while ago, but I’m new to this platform, so check out Spectrum Literary Journal.

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spectrum.ccs.ucsb.edu/editions/vol...

Let us savor the taste of time
spent just before. What’s to come
is work, work, work.
This is the moment to let us be
still in the soft light of dawn,
so we might lift our heads and stretch
like flowers, rested and ready,
to spread their sweetness to passersby.

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Just a little poem for a big, big world.

Morning Mantra

Please, let the sun rise slowly.
Make the morning like molasses.
Let its sweet golden glow slide
down the bottleneck of heaven,
drip from the bedroom window,
and run along the floorboards,
puddling around our bodies.