Procrasti-practicing and Finding Spring in Beloit

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Some crocuses found at the University of Chicago this Saturday during the Folk Arts Festival

This kind of poem is what happens on a Sunday when I have an inordinate amount of work to do and simply cannot bring myself to do it. In our music ensemble, we call practicing our instruments instead of doing other homework procrasti-practicing. You can really get a lot done on the mandolin when writing a thirty-page history term paper is the alternative. Walking and writing poems are two more of the myriad of ways to procrasti-practice. In walking and writing, I find processing time for my emotions and a chance to enjoy the truly beautiful place that Beloit can be. This town isn’t the type of place that you can be lazy about having beauty handed to you. You really have to go out and look for it. Otherwise, you’ll just sit back and say the town is ugly. That’s why this Easter morning I got up, opened my laptop to do work, had some oatmeal and tea, saw the sun outside, and went out to see the world. This poem is a list of what I found:

Today the Sky Dripping Down 

The halos around the stars

disappeared with the morning haze

and some sky dropped

bits of gray on my skin.

It felt like Christmas

or Easter, not like I was holy

but like I was in the middle

of energy okay

with celebrating quietly.

I was running by the library

and two turkeys trotted beside me

a squirrel hung from a tree branch by its hind legs

reaching toward an acorn on the ground

with tiny outstretched paws, hoping.

A couple–one half someone I used to love–

stopped to look at the river.

Neighborhood kids taught me

to jump their fresh drawn hopscotch 

where the numbers

went up to 17

for a good and unspoken reason.

So much happened that day

even before 9:30am.

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“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want – oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!” ~Mark Twain
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Eating dinner during a contra dancing break

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