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50 comes to a close…Haiku 2

The great Lewis Grizzard titled one of his books Elvis Is Dead, and I Don’t Feel So Good Myself.  Neither man made it to age 50; I am grateful and thankful for every day.

Here’s a haiku I wrote, inspired by the King’s birthday on August 16:

2

In about a month,

I will have outlived Elvis

by nine years, two days.

 

Stay tuned for a new haiku each day (or evening)…

Doctor Don

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…a haiku series from my last month as a first-year quinquagenarian.

As with many things in life, this just happened.

I had this grand vision of taking a month-long road trip the year I turned 50 and writing a book about the experience, including thoughts and observations on my life (and life in general) so far.

Well, as John Lennon sang–but didn’t originate–in “Beautiful Boy,” life “is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”  So, no trip and no book (yet).

One night a few weeks ago, I woke up from a recliner nap and boom!  I got an idea.  No rhyme, no reason, it just came to me:  For my last month as a 50-year-old, I would write a haiku each night to capture the experience. 

As the Poetry Foundation reminds us, a haiku is “a Japanese verse form most often composed, in English versions, of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables. A haiku often features an image, or a pair of images, meant to depict the essence of a specific moment in time” [my emphasis].

Each night for one month I will write and post a haiku.  By September 17, the end-result will be a 30-haiku series.  At that time, I’ll (hopefully) be starting a new year and chapter of what I call my “Age of Quinquagenarius.”

50 comes to a close…Haiku 1

In keeping with the best laid plans (read below), I intended to write and post my first haiku for this series when I got home from work yesterday.

After taking care of “life” things–eating, family, etc.–I promptly…fell asleep.  I awoke around 2 a.m. and could/would not go back to sleep until I had written the initial haiku, which now would be an extra one because I missed my first deadline (my apologies, followers!).

Here, then, is the beginning of the end of 50, in haiku form:

1

Fell asleep last night,

an act that puts me one day

behind on haikus…

 

Stay tuned for a new haiku each day (or evening), with an extra one coming today to get me back on track…

Doctor Don

 

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…a haiku series from my last month as a first-year quinquagenarian.

As with many things in life, this just happened.

I had this grand vision of taking a month-long road trip the year I turned 50 and writing a book about the experience, including thoughts and observations on my life (and life in general) so far.

Well, as John Lennon sang–but didn’t originate–in “Beautiful Boy,” life “is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”  So, no trip and no book (yet).

One night a few weeks ago, I woke up from a recliner nap and boom!  I got an idea.  No rhyme, no reason, it just came to me:  For my last month as a 50-year-old, I would write a haiku each night to capture the experience. 

As the Poetry Foundation reminds us, a haiku is “a Japanese verse form most often composed, in English versions, of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables. A haiku often features an image, or a pair of images, meant to depict the essence of a specific moment in time” [my emphasis].

Each night for one month I will write and post a haiku.  By September 17, the end-result will be a 30-haiku series.  At that time, I’ll (hopefully) be starting a new year and chapter of what I call my “Age of Quinquagenarius.”

50 comes to a close…

…a haiku series from my last month as a first-year quinquagenarian.

As with many things in life, this just happened.

I had this grand vision of taking a month-long road trip the year I turned 50 and writing a book about the experience, including thoughts and observations on my life (and life in general) so far.

Well, as John Lennon sang–but didn’t originate–in “Beautiful Boy,” life “is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”  So, no trip and no book (yet).

A few nights ago, I woke up from a recliner nap and boom!  I got an idea.  No rhyme, no reason, it just came to me:  For my last month as a 50-year-old, I would write a haiku each night to capture the experience. 

As the Poetry Foundation reminds us, a haiku is “a Japanese verse form most often composed, in English versions, of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables. A haiku often features an image, or a pair of images, meant to depict the essence of a specific moment in time” [my emphasis].

Beginning right now, each night for one month I will write and post a haiku.  By September 17, the end-result will be a 30-haiku series.  At that time, I’ll (hopefully) be starting a new year and chapter of what I call my “Age of Quinquagenarius.”

Stay tuned, beginning later this evening…

Doctor Don

 

Whens-day Wednesday: Education edition

  • When you want to celebrate your child’s critical thinking skills but pride gets in the way;
  • When you become the object of data-driven decision making;
  • When you can correlate your child’s math skills with not getting what she wants (chart on top) and getting what she wants (chart on bottom);
  • When, speaking of correlation, you can tell which chart was created with more care and detail;
  • When you wonder what your child’s teachers must think of you;
  • When you can’t wait for language arts homework;
  • When you realize that poetry and essay assignments could have unlimited potential for qualitative data ;
  • When you love it all.

Common Core math

Common Core “makeup” math

Teaching Is the Greatest…

dw-sympathy-card

One of my parents passed away earlier this month.  Pictured above is a homemade sympathy card from one of my students (I teach a college course on Doctor Who:  “Doctor Who:  TARDIS Travels in General Education).

Teaching & advising have their own priceless benefits & rewards…

8-Track memories of my Dad & the Hag

dads-8-tracks

I first heard Merle Haggard when I was 5 or 6 years old, riding with Dad in the “Lloyd’s Upholstery Shop” truck while he rotated between Buck Owens, Charley Pride, Fats Domino, Merle Haggard, and lots of other music on the eight-track tape player. Haggard’s death in April (also the month of Dad’s birthday) sent me back in time; I found Dad’s eight-track collection and case, with two Hag titles still in there. Dad taught me about life, and the Hag taught me how to reflect on it…

Title video

I shot this video (and chose it for my blog) for a very specific reason:  it captures the spirit of bricolage and multimodality.

The hand you see is one of the wonderful teachers at Sound to Sea; I was a class chaperon for a field trip there.  What you see is the truly talented Miss Lauren writing (per my request) my blog title and name.  It’s not as simple and straightforward as it appears.  Look closer:

She is writing UPSIDE DOWN and from RIGHT to LEFT!  If that doesn’t sound very difficult, take a crack at it and you’ll see just how hard it is.  

I was so intrigued by how fluid and effortless it was for her, and I realized that she was truly creating meaning and communicating via multiple modes and bricolage.

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