Snippets and Poems

One of my students, a 9-year-old only child, told me through tears how lonely he has been during an afternoon check-in video chat. I wanted to hug him and tried with comforting words. Ultimately, I wanted him to know that I see and hear him.


Your tears are stories

of a loneliness you keep

in a book I hold open

I work more now than I did at school, specifically trying to salvage time for my 5-year-old son. To compensate, I wake up early. Often I hear the same songbird. She is awake with me at the early hour and good company.


Our songbird sings be-

fore the dawn when a hazy 

mist fades to first light

My partner does the laundry more than me. I was surprised and excited when I saw the laundry basket at the end of our bed with my favorite pajamas folded on top. I wear a lot of pajamas these days.


When you find your best

pajamas clean and folded

like a gift for you

Catching a Moment

I’m a teacher in isolation with my spouse and 5-year-old son. I’ve been writing a haiku for every day we’re in isolation. I try to pick a poignant moment from the day and capture it in a few words. Here are four poems. Thanks for reading, and I hope you’re doing well.


Lost track of days we’ve
skipped stones from the water’s
edge into the deep.


A bitter feat tying
your small mask, my burden
buried in my smile.


Your heavy words take
root between us, “If our marriage
doesn’t unravel


What’s the world without
a stranger’s smile, a passing
fist pump just because

Poem a Day

I’ve been writing haikus every day for most of our days in isolation (my spouse, my 5-year-old son, and me. Here are three of them.

Haiku #21

At dusk, raking the

yard, he calls his dad’s attention

to the birds.

Haiku #23

Even after we

say sorry, and time happens,

the injury stings.

Haiku #6

When I stop treading

these harsh waters, it wasn’t

that I was drowning.