The End of April
First, there's this:
Then there's this:
April came and went so fast. I told my students that this is the end of week 5 of the quarter and they look absolutely beat.
I then preceded to teach them scansion, which only furthered their weariness.
1) Soft and easy is the cradle
2) For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
3) Double double toil and trouble
4) Higgledy Piggledy
I'm so glad NaPoWriMo is over. I'm gassed, even though much of the stuff was just revisions of things--I did, however, generate a few new solid drafts of things. I'm going to "POOF" the poems as soon as I can get them copied and saved.
Son Lux. "Stay"