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singing in the dark

first one voice, then a chorus

early morning birds

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

Hmm...looks like I wrote a version of this haiku last week! These two haiku reflect not just the glory of springtime, but also my despair about (and hope for) the direction our country is poised to go. Let's be the wrens! Let's be the chorus!

Happy First Full Week of National Poetry Month! I can't wait to get caught up on all you've created! Tabatha has the Poetry Friday Roundup at The Opposite of Indifference.

National Poetry Month: #haikudiary.8

 

one slice of peach left

in a wide indigo bowl

early morning sky

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

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nervous, excited

first day at school...in April

together at last

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

My Remote Learning Academy students have been troopers (most of them, for the most part, most of the time). They've been learning through a screen and working in isolation for more than a year now. This month, they've been granted a small reprieve. It comes in the form of state testing, which must be done in person. But even the price of a morning spent testing is not too high for the opportunity to be inside a school again, in the physical company of classmates. We get two days this week, two days next week, and two days at the end of the month. This is what will get us through to the end of May. For once, I'm glad for the chaos known as state testing. 

For those who are following my spring bloom haikus, here's what the Virginia bluebells look like just one day later. See why they are classified a "spring ephemeral?" Now they are blue. Now they are bells.

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Virginia bluebells

at first neither blue nor bells

spring ephemeral

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

Sorry I sent you off to Google for sessile trillium yesterday!

(Here's one of ours...see the little one to the right?)

And here are my Virginia bluebells as of today.

They are getting the faintest blush of blue.

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sessile trillium

blooms at the base of our oak

formerly forest

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

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impulse purchase

packets of zinnia seeds

still too early

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

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razor blade north wind

winter is not quite over

wear wool once more

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

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dark, darker, darkest

those moments just before dawn

wren sings from the fence

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

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maple trees blushing

forsythia in full joy

forecast calls for snow

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2021

Collaboration - a teaching poem, a learning poem

COLLABORATION

Teaching is collaboration,

Not an act in isolation.

Empty vessels don't exist,

Learners' efforts must persist.

Nothing's easy the first time,

But "Oh! I get it!" feels sublime.

Both of us must take a turn.

Two must try for one to learn.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012

Poem #1, National Poetry Month 2012

My student N. was so taken by the way the Madness! 2012 poetry tournament worked that she started asking me for words to use as prompts for her own poems. (Franki tells me the same is true of her middle schooler.)

I gave N. a couple of words, but then realized that she needed a self-sustaining strategy for giving HERSELF a challenge. So I told her about Amy LV's Dictionary Hike, and together we went to the dictionary to get ourselves some words. She got TIRE, and I got COLLABORATION. And so begins National Poetry Month 2012!

Cathy, at Merely Day By Day, is joining me in a poem a day this month.

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An addendum. Seems to fit with the poem in a Calvin and Hobbes sort of way...

Poem #29 -- Mammogram Twitkus

Luckiest bummer:

cancer found in first mammo...

thirteen years ago.

Thirteen years gone by

and still, test anxiety:

mammography day.

Colonoscopy's

a dream -- you are sedated.

Mammo's a real smash.

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2011

Again today, I urge you to take a minute to read David Elzey's twitkus (Twitter+haikus) from

the first week of poetry month
the second week of poetry month
the third week of poetry month

His twitkus have evolved from blues haikus and Burma Shave haikus into quasi-blues and bummers.

Yesterday's trio of haiku bummers were inspired by @delzey's twitkus, and it didn't take too much encouragement from Tabatha to try some more today. I don't like these three quite as much as yesterday's. They're not as punny. But sometimes you have to write about what's on your mind.

Coincidentally, the roundup for today is at Tabatha's blog, The Opposite of Indifference.

Happy Last Friday of National Poetry Month, but mostly, Happy Friday!

Poem #28 -- Inspired by the #npm #twitkus of @delzey

Take a minute to read David Elzey's twitkus (Twitter+haikus) from

the first week of poetry month
the second week of poetry month
the third week of poetry month

His twitkus have evolved from blues haikus and Burma Shave haikus into quasi-blues and bummers.

He has inspired me to write a trio of haiku bummers.




I went to the bank.
My poetry account's dry.
Need luck to reverse.


Tried to grade math tests.
Fell asleep with pen in hand.
My work multiplies.


It's raining again.
Let's make like the new year and
Wring out this season.




all three ©Mary Lee Hahn, 2011