On Writing During a Crisis
Originally posted on BREVITY's Nonfiction Blog:
By Beth Morrow I made a new acquaintance recently who, in his days before three kids, a job in administration, and a divorce, had been an active and productive writer. He lauded me each evening for having sat down during this pandemic to flesh out the essays in…
Instagram Poem #2
Do not be the concrete pier
anchored firmly in the mud
Do not be the path ahead
that falters in the flood
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Instagram Poem #1
Watch this! Spirit commanded with a shout
as sentient beings lumbered out
of their hibernations where
their skins had become pale and fair
Instagram Poem #5
Sometimes we need to take
one step back
from the chaos
in the world
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Teacher Pandemic Poem #2
Our last class discussion
was devoted
to calming the fears
of eleven year olds
Teacher Pandemic Poem #1
The children you want to send to my classroom
in the fall
are not
the same children who left my classroom
in the winter.
What You Don’t See Essay #1
Yesterday I mentioned that we’re slowly (or quickly, depending on perspective) closing in on the 6 month anniversary of when I lost my hubby to prostate cancer.
The number one, unquestionable lesson I’ve learned is…
Marking Time After Death
On the 15th of October, around 10:25 a.m., I’ll be observing an anniversary of sorts that only a select group of people can fully comprehend and connect with. And one that only I internalize.
Thank You, J.R.
Thanks for being you. I know you don’t know I’ve been writing about P’s death, because I’ve only told J.
Pandemic Poem #37
Are you going to be
the same person
at the end of the pandemic
as you were
at the beginning?
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About Me
Hi, I’m Beth. Middle school teacher, writer, creative. I spend most of my time with words, friends, photography, and nature. Welcome to my online room of my own…updated daily, or as often as my muses make me. Thanks for stopping by!
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