1. Tony Hoagland wrote these lines in his poem, "America". The speaker of the poem is a teacher and he's been listening to a student with blue hair and a tongue stud who says he feels
Buried alive, captured and suffocated in the folds
of the think satin quilt of America
The image of America as a thick satin quilt -- I can't shake it. It gets to me. We discussed this poem today in my Introduction to Literature: Poetry class.
2. I'm not sleeping well at night. I'm up a lot, my dreams have been odd, my mind has been racing. After some intense one to one work with a student in my office and a couple hours of intense poetry and another talk with another student, I compensated for my lousy night's sleep and the demands of my job with a nap. I slept hard.
3. I surrendered to my fatigue at dinner time and picked up some drunken noodles, massaman curry, and tom kha soup. I think the Deke was grateful for my fatigue and for the Thai food that welcomed her when she arrived home.