REMEMBERING MY FATHER

My Superman By Patricia Camburn Zick @PCZick My father never leaped over tall buildings. But he would have tried if I had asked him, and four decades after his death, he remains a hero to me. But when I think of my father, even today, it is tinged with sadness because only in his dyingContinue reading “REMEMBERING MY FATHER”

Oh Captain, My Captain

Each year before I began teaching poetry to my tenth grade students, I started with the movie Dead Poet’s Society. Sometimes I worried about showing it because one of the main characters commits suicide, but I thought the overall message was an important one. It always created a little more excitement in sixteen-year-old males toContinue reading “Oh Captain, My Captain”