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A Stranger’s Voice

When Monday rolls around and I spent Sunday disconnected, I find things quite loud and hectic. I even find my voice loud and my mind hurried and harried, but I do find I am increasingly able to recognize this is the case in that moment.

I heard a voice–

At once, both

Familiar yet unfamiliar.

This voice–

Somehow too loud

Intruded upon the day.

Tried to lean in

Attempted to recognize

Where had I heard this stranger?


Without warning

I recognized it!

It was mine–

Out of place

After a spacious silence.

About ivonprefontaine

I am a retired educator who is currently completing a PhD. Prior to teaching, I worked in private industry for 15 years and returned to university to earn my education degree. For the last 17 years I taught, I was a teacher in a unique, progressive, alternative educational school of choice. Currently, I am engaged in a doctoral program at Gonzaga University in Spokane. My dissertation topic is how teachers experience becoming who they are as teachers, as human subjects.

14 responses »

  1. Nicely written and shared thank you!

  2. Intriguing. There are times when I haven’t recognized my own voice – and those are times of such disconnect, as you write of. A gentle reminder to listen well, to take the time to recharge and rejuvenate, and to be cognizant of our inner self…

  3. The beginning of a new beginning, Ivon……

  4. Love the poem! Well written. Thanks, Ivon!

  5. Very Nice. Really Cognizant of inner self.


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