Wednesday, September 2, 2020

back to school on the front lines

My youngest daughter who loves to teach children 
Now directed to return to the physical classroom
Anxiously awaits the likelihood of being exposed to the virus 
Doing in person instruction in a time of pandemic

The first day back starting a new school year
When happy excited voices will bubble in the halls
Silent danger will be hanging from aerosol droplets in the air
And an invisible threat will lurk on every surface 

Thinking about this scares me as it must scare her
Dismayed that I am helpless to do anything to protect her
Trying to keep my worries from adding weight onto hers
Knowing she will be at risk in harm's way

For individuals caught up in their particular circumstances
The larger societal context is an abstract concept
Offering no specific answers to daily life decisions 
How to stay safe doing what you have to do 

We all hope to survive and share joys with our loved ones
Taking precautions to the extent that we can
But the front line workers who have to function in the face of fear
They are the exemplars of everyday real courage

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

Monday, August 31, 2020

DeKorte August 31, 2020

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being a tree

The mosaic pattern visible in my skin
My smooth soft vulnerable container
Thickening into creases of rough hard bark
If I were a tree grown up and old

Rooted in the place where I began life
Determined to make the best of my circumstances
Developing using local resources only
If I were a tree standing here now

Walking among the big trees in these woods
Under their high canopy of green leaves
The span of history held in their growth rings
Extends beyond any person alive today 

Responding to the personified structure of trees
With limbs for arms and a trunk for a torso
Inviting a hug from admirers passing by
If you want to embrace nature 

The story of all that they have witnessed
Known only to these giant individuals 
Whispers to us in the rustling leaves
If you stop to listen to the forest