Who and Why

Who?

I teach 5th-grade in NE. Iowa. I love being outside.

Why?

Here are some reasons to write, even badly.

Instructions for living a life:
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
— Mary Oliver

In an alley, there is a bright pink flower peeking out through the asphalt.

a) It looks like futility.

b) It looks like hope.

--Amy Krouse Rosenthal

The purpose of poetry is to remind us how difficult it is to remain just one person.

—Czeslaw Milosz

Good art is a truing of vision, the way a saw is trued in a saw shop, to cut more cleanly.

— Jane Hirshfield, Ten Windows