On this hot June evening, my son and I listen to new music in the cool basement, staying up late, having a pretty darn good time. Before bed, though, one more chore: fold and put away the laundry in a pile on the bed upstairs. O horrors, as I’m folding I see these little curled upContinue reading “#224: Early Summer Loss”
Author Archives: michaeljarmer
Final Exam: The Visitor
Let’s say, you’re beginning class for your seniors in Creative Writing on the very last day of the school year, their final exam. Let’s say you have asked them to do this relatively simple but quite risky thing, to read a piece of their fiction out loud to the class. Okay. And let’s say thatContinue reading “Final Exam: The Visitor”
The Great Student Growth Goal Debacle
Two years in a row now I have suffered through what I like to call The Great Student Growth Goal Debacle and I finally have to say something about it publicly. Cuz it’s driving me absolutely ass-bat crazy. Good teachers set goals for themselves, but all teachers have always set goals for their bosses, theContinue reading “The Great Student Growth Goal Debacle”
#223: A Course in Silence
My sophomores and I are studying the poetry of William Stafford and, as is inevitable in a study of poetry, at least from my perspective, we are also writing poems. An exercise slightly more open-ended than the corruption assignment, is to simply take inspiration from our man Stafford, either by attempting, as he did forContinue reading “#223: A Course in Silence”
#222: Why I Am Happy
Poet and teacher of mine from a long way back, Peter Sears, taught me about a thing called poetry by corruption, whereby you, the writer, take a poem that you like and just simply and with impunity steal things from it, or, steal it wholesale except for some words or phrases you’ve blanked out from theContinue reading “#222: Why I Am Happy”
Letter to a Colleague in Her Second Year of Teaching
Dear Friend, I don’t pretend to be able to advise you, but I can tell you what I have done to ensure that I do not become a casualty of the oftentimes insurmountable and sometimes impossible demands of the profession. In your second year of teaching, if you find yourself in a perpetual stateContinue reading “Letter to a Colleague in Her Second Year of Teaching”
April’s Greatest Hits: Audio Poems
So it was that during all of April I wrote poems, 32 of them to be precise, in celebration of National Poetry Writing Month. And they all, or most of them, turned out to be about this guy, or at least inspired by this guy, the Bard from Stratford Upon Avon, because, as you mayContinue reading “April’s Greatest Hits: Audio Poems”
#221: Some Silly Translations for the 30th Day of the Month of April
I’m not really proud of my efforts here, only because it seems rather slight for a culminating poem. I don’t speak Spanish, but my son and his school buddy Gracie are 4th graders in a bi-lingual immersion program, and they’re hanging out together on this last day of the month of April, so I enlistedContinue reading “#221: Some Silly Translations for the 30th Day of the Month of April”
#220: A Poem for Janine on the 29th Day of the Month of April
Do you remember, Janine, when we were not yet out of grade school, how we used to play at movie-making? We had no cameras or camcorders or iphones, only our minds to record the scenes conjured from unbound imagination, uninhibited and improvised, film stars in a film no one was watching nor would ever. SometimesContinue reading “#220: A Poem for Janine on the 29th Day of the Month of April”
#219: A Backwards Story Framed as a Lesson on Fiction Writing for the 28th of the Month of April
The resolution might be that there is no resolution. Let’s say for example that she can never be reconciled with her sister. In the crisis moment we reach a turning point, a confrontation, perhaps, or a situation from which there is no turning around or escape and must ultimately change things forever. Let’s say thatContinue reading “#219: A Backwards Story Framed as a Lesson on Fiction Writing for the 28th of the Month of April”