I like talky church. The one I've been going to has the pageantry I love, plus a really loving and welcoming community. But I don't take communion and I do like the sermon. The priest at this church, Amy, is WONDERFUL. She should be back from the Tai Chi conference in China she went to a few weeks ago.

Interesting, Kat! I'd never heard that term before.

sara, my mom teaches at the Friends school in town, and she's always impressed with how well the kids, even the little ones, do in morning meeting.

I think I would love a meeting if there was a brief prompt. Something to focus my thoughts anyway. Otherwise I'm not sure it would be for me, although I agree with you about being preached to. Even when it's a great minister, it always irks me halfway in.

Guh. That is a powerful gut punch of a poem, for all that it's quiet.

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death by baseball

msbelle, I can sympathize despite our difference in, uh, sympathies. This game has me twisted up in eight different directions.

Anne, isn't it great? Poignant. And actually way more moving than Auden's "Musee de Beaux Arts" (though that one is good too, just bigger and noisier). Where Auden's poem is a bang, this is Eliot's whimper.

I didn't design this lesson, but I did walk my students through it as a respite between Invisible Man and Othello. Can't wait to see how they'll handle the Field poem now that they have some things under their belt.

There was a great NYT article about the movie Anonymous that I cannot wait to share with my students because the conclusion is wonderful. Also, we've been analyzing political speech in my regular class so they've read Cain's and Perry's announcements about running for president and discussing ethos/pathos/logos.

Sometimes, I love my job so much because I get to read these things and share them. Sometimes I just hate it too.

Vorpul Bunny Slippers!

That's a gorgeous poem, Kat. I don't know much about him.

Also, holy shit baseball, omg.

can't breathe, game tied...

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