Each month, write a new collection.
PlatformsI am standing waiting for the subwayTo go home from work. I have a jobI am teaching at rutgers thanks toA phone call an acquaintance madeTo the french department fromA phone booth on my behalf.I’m holding a cheap briefcase And waiting for the train. ThatFeeling of waiting to move fromOne space to the other — one Of my favorites. And knowing thereIs work on one end of it and youOn the other. I still feel that whenI stand at the gate at the airportOr when I wait for any sort ofTrain after a reading. KnowingI shared something of what I knowAnd it mattered and then waitingFor mass transit to take me home.Feeling that balance between publicAnd private. I’m a tightrope walkerBut it’s not dangerous, or if it is,The height feelsFine.
LearningMore more moreKeeping an open mind in order to receive the lessons this earth urges me to learn.I enjoy it.I enjoy the late night studying and the mixed feelings as an exam is passed out. Feelings of confidence and anxiety.When I find I've done well, it's a rush of pride that nothing else delivers.The accomplishment that comes from taking on uncharted subjects transpires into a deep bliss.More knowledge more understanding more questioning.What more could I want?So the choice is made-Continue doing this because this is what I love. Learning is what empowers me as a woman and a thinker. I am a philosopher, an activist, an idealist.
No matter what i loseOr pain i feelNo matter the sorrowOr worryOr fearNo matter the lies i'm told Or the mocking laughterI am a part of His great plan My legacy is secure
Broken piecesPhillips head slips into placePuzzle solved.