Thursday, April 14, 2022

npm 14: in which I give in






Folks, I can't keep up.  I gave myself some hard work to do here in April on top of some other hard work I am doing, and I'm tired in general, after many years of making all my work hard and serious and life-threatening.  (You can ask if you want to know more, but I bet some of you recognize that circumstance.)  Obligating a daily poem on a stressful topic while I try to get my head around the end of my traditional teaching career is unsustainable, it turns out.  So I'm still reading and and still thinking, and I'll put up a poem when it feels easy and glowing instead of hard and obligatory.



My project for NPM 2022:
This month I'm making "human stories to move human beings.  Human stories are more powerful for inciting action than counting carbon or detailing melting glaciers." (Favianna Rodriguez, from her essay "Harnessing Cultural Power," in ALL WE CAN SAVE.)
Read previous poems in the series here:
5 A comparison of beaver wisdom with human attempts to control water & fire


  1. You wise red bud friend. This is gorgeous and important advice for you...and many of us. Thank you for sharing all of these poems. You and Mary Lee have helped me to face my fears around climate change with your words. Now rest. Take care of you who takes care of so many. xo

    1. ❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️❤️️

  2. From Mary O. and me:

    "You do not have to be good.
    You do not have to walk on your knees
    for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
    You only have to let the soft animal of your body
    love what it loves."

    Come back when you can.



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