We’re in the 9th week of pandemic homeschool. When it comes to my six-year-old boys, focus is a daily struggle. And I get it. They don’t understand that Monday thru Friday the living room transforms into a classroom. When they see the couch, they do what they normally do: jump, climb, and wrestle. That I […]
As a home body, it has been easy to adapt to rules of “social distancing,” which really means keeping a physical distance from others. Even so, the pandemic has deepened my need for community, and I look for activity beyond the immediate circumstance.
Leaves are sprouting, the birds are singing–nature continues. I left a large patch of clover in my lawn and look forward to all the bees. I also look forward to when everyone emerges from their homes, and the first time I travel to visit a loved one. Mostly, I look forward to the first hug when we see one another–every greeting will have deepened from this time apart, from not knowing when we could embrace again.
BornWilder is not simply the name of a website. It was chosen in homage to my struggle in establishing identity during my late twenties. Woman, (single) mother, and writer. Often times the most significant decisions we make are ones that go unnoticed by others. Read the story here.
Coronavirus Daily Poems
I wrote a daily poem from March 22, 2020 - April 30, 2020. From when my family and I began to stay at home through the end of Governor Roy Cooper's first executive Stay at Home order. I was writing and sharing my way through the early stages of the pandemic. If you're looking for a little poetic respite—no matter why you might need it—visit my Coronavirus Daily page. Thanks and be well.
Call and Response
To keep artists in community during state stay-at-home orders, Shoebox PR started a virtual call-and-response project. I was paired with Los Angeles artist Bibi Davidson. We spent two week sending art back and forth, each of us inspired by the other. View all the art from round #2 on this webpage.
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My school-aged children attended their last day at school on March 13, 2020. The following week I transitioned my house and work-life to include homeschool. On Sunday morning I woke up early, before everyone else in the house, and cried. A good, deep cry as I sat at my new “teacher’s desk.” Then I wrote […]
Poet Ralph Angel once said to a student: “I’m not interested in the story of my life. I’m interested in the fact of my life. The fact of my reality…any poet worth her salt…deals with their shit directly.” In an interview with poet Gregory Orr, Krista Tippett said, “To talk about poetry is to talk […]