Grass, flowers and some tiny trees have grown
through all the cracks and crevices of the
bleachers on the Olympic Field. What does
this mean? That no one sits here anymore
to watch a game? If I had more time I’d
go around and pull it out from the sides
of the comfortable stones, but I’m
only here for a little while so I
will do what I like and write what I think
will last written on this page writing fast.
What I really would like is to relax.
Teach class! Oh wow! Just now a little skink
appeared surprised and vanished in the weeds.
So little time! So much to love and see!



  1. Madeleine Cincotta

    This all looks so familiar. I’ve been to China 5 times, twice to teach in Zhengzhou (Henan Province). Your poem really captures the moment. Looking forward to reading more. How long have you been in Wuhan? How long will you stay? How do you find your teaching?

    • Thank you for your very kind comment. You are my first comment. I started the blog a few weeks ago shortly before leaving NYC where I live. I have only been here for a week and a half in Wuhan, and I will be here for a week and a half more. I’ve taught at Wuhan U four times before, starting in 06. I love the students and the place though it is very hot. I love teaching here: the students are motivated and bright and I have learned not to talk about Tibet and Taiwan. If I want to be a little provocative I’ll talk about social issues instead. I am putting sonnets on the blog written in previous years with photos I am taking now. How did you find my blog? It’s all very new to me and I am figuring things out as I go and problem solving too. Thanks again. Best, Don

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