Teaching It’s a unique thing, To teach a student, To teach a student Who last year lived Under her parents’ roof, Where she had lived As long as she could Remember.
so wonderful. The spread out language, the delicacy of the observation, they way it circles round, still delicate, somehow still childlike, a crown of pale white clover.
so wonderful. The spread out language, the delicacy of the observation, they way it circles round, still delicate, somehow still childlike, a crown of pale white clover.
This is beautiful 🥹