Learning in Playful Environments

Friends and family of Mo mourn his recent passing. Mo suffered one close shave too many. He leaves behind a stiff upper lip and a tear in the eye. Mo will be remembered for his important contribution to the cause of men’s health.

In a quiet moment Between classes I look out the window Of my 5 th storey classroom And see a sea eagle Circling. Not effortless; rather,   Some rights reserved  by  Corpus Rex A spring wound up. A poised potential that Could release itself at any Time to plunge into the Tree canopy below. ... I’m reminded of A moment in childhood. Looking out the window Of the family car. Speed and dust and the Momentum of passing trees. Beside the road A rabbit came into view And, in the same moment, A Wedge Tail, glorious And terrifying, Plunged into the frame. What I saw Was like a photograph: Rabbit, Eagle, Framed by a window. Gone. ... I wonder, now as I watch  This new bird circling,  What he sees? Is his world just a rhythm Of trees punctuated by  Irregular kills? Or, occasionally, Does he look Through windows And catch glimpses Of something profound and glorious?