Wells Cathedral, England, 2010

Renewed Focus

I have recently discovered
Quite to my surprise
That I actually enjoy
Teaching
I’ve no idea of
How well I teach
Quite badly I expect
Because I’m a
Novice
With little training
And one student
Who is extraordinarily
Polite
And I have a wonderfully
Informed co-teacher who
Is supportive and skilled
And occasionally
Absent
So I have to stand up
And make myself
Lead
But having to be strong
To find a way of
Communicating
Key themes and skills
That tie into a central
Body of work
Has consequences
In other areas
Of my life
I begin to lead in
Other spaces
To think more about
How something is and
Why something is
Not that it is
Full stop
Nothing more to see here
Move along
I am finding that I now
Speak up
When I have an opinion
Or a question and
Don’t
Blindly follow
Or meekly dictate
Other people’s
Words
And actions
Teaching has forced me
To think about my own
Values
And beliefs
Strengths
And weaknesses
It has brought into
Focus
My place in the
Bigger picture
Like zooming out on
Google Maps
To get a view of where
One thing is in the context
Of something else
Then zooming back
Enlarging my small piece
And theirs
Finding connecting roads
Or paths
And augmenting them
With poetic landscapes
That might entice
Others
To venture out
So I can understand
Better
How to reach them
And how they
Reach me

(c) AM Hunter 2016

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Stoneacorn (Xander)

These songs, poems, and reflections offer an insight to who I am and are my autobiography. I am a poet, a song writer, a witch. I dance my Wyrd in my practice; in how I choose to live; in who I share my moments with. My heart is black, white, grey and purple like the stone beneath my feet, the bones of Grandfather Green. My eyes contain her Stars and her deep dark well as I straddle the hedge and listen to the winds. My form is the tree that connects all realms, clothed in holly and oak. I am Stoneacorn

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