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Beyond where stars twinkle

I held
my sister’s hand
on her sofa in Portland
(and also Metropolis)
as we finished watching
The Man of Steel

I thought how
wondrous it is how
we humans create
such marvelous
fictional problems,
and (often)

Where filmmakers
and authors fail,
others offer
and even thousands

How hopeful!

We humans
are good at
creating problems
but we are also
about resolving them,
politics usually excluded

I have fought
anxiety and fear
and the sense
my son’s education
is teaching him
not how to dream
(the first step in creating)
expansive solutions
required to resolve
the terrible problems
being left him by
older generations who won’t
be around to suffer
the consequences
of their destructive

I have seen
the problems in
teaching how to
solve problems
readily resolved
by rudimentary
computer programs

(Why would I want
my son to be a poor computer imitation
when computers are already adept
at solving problems in their ways,
and my son could bring
his own human touch
to the problems
he will face?)

I have seen
the problems,
without seeing any

in the least
expected of places,
I saw a great part
of the answer
not in rote memorization
and endless worksheets
and being taught for tests

The answer
is in dreaming
the answer

In dreaming
the possibility
of an answer

In pausing
and saying, “Wow,
what a dilemma!”
before asking kids,
without threat of grade,
“What would you do now
if you were Superman?”

And then listening

And then asking,
“And what would you do
if that didn’t work?”

And then asking,
“What about this problem
in our world, outside Metropolis?
What do you think we might do
about that?”

Some problems are solved
on accident, but most are solved
by the products of imagining,
and then the actions
taken to make

I don’t believe
there is no solution

I do believe
hope lies in
young hearts and
young minds
trusted to
to plan,
and to

And so
I choose
the homework
of imagination:
the hope that
better is not
somewhere out there–
way beyond where stars twinkle–
but somewhere in there:
in little minds dreaming,
and the hearts
and hands
that guide

  1. April 18, 2016 at 4:13 pm

    Your writing reminds me of what a blessed woman I am to have so many wonderful small humans of my own, and also of the immense undertaking it is to let them grow rather than have them placed in the shadows where their light is less seen and felt. Just beautiful writing and I hope your sister time is/was all you’d hoped it would be. 💜💜💜

    • April 19, 2016 at 5:17 am

      It was lovely, thank you! Part of me wishes I’d had longer, but the rest of me feels like three days without my little ones was far more than enough. I think I found a good balance. 🙂

      • April 19, 2016 at 6:13 am

        Oh what I’d give for three hours of thrift store shopping with a friend…I don’t know what I’d do with three days! Lucky gal. I am SO glad you got spend time with her💜

        • April 19, 2016 at 7:29 am

          I might not have had my kids, but she still had hers! We went through her daily routines instead of mine. 🙂

  2. April 18, 2016 at 10:39 pm


  3. April 18, 2016 at 10:39 pm

    Amen 🙂

  4. April 19, 2016 at 3:26 am


  5. April 24, 2016 at 9:15 am

    Wow. Beautiful!

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