Poem of Instruction (Haibun)

When you are knee-deep in paper
grading and reviews are overdue, and
editor remarks --constructive criticism--
still ring in your eyes
and five people want to talk to you
and your muse has moved south,

remember to breathe,
remember the kind words and
kindred souls, yourself,

remember who you are after you peel
away your carefully crafted business
casual, hippie chic shoes and
intellectualism jargon and pseudo
compassionate care, when your heart
is in charge and the child within is
let out to play, when your degrees
take a backseat to your hopes and
your fears give way to courage,

follow the river's
flow, meandering wildly,
one day at a time.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019


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