Leah Elliott HamiltonReligion is a wandering art…Religion is a wandering art whether true or not serving the will of whoever wields her.Apr 4, 2021Apr 4, 2021
Leah Elliott HamiltonOn Reauthoring the Future of HumanityWe can’t go on like this.Jan 1, 20213Jan 1, 20213
Leah Elliott HamiltonRhetoric vs. Reality: You can’t outspin Covid-19I am one of thousands of teachers whose classes have moved online. This is a letter I wrote my high school seniors this evening.Mar 28, 2020Mar 28, 2020
Leah Elliott HamiltonDeepest gratitude and reverence, but not grief for the passing of Mary OliverI’ve been struck by how un-sad I feel about the passing of Mary Oliver. How could I not be sad about the death of a poet who has been a…Jan 21, 2019Jan 21, 2019
Leah Elliott HamiltonOpen BordersI once had a student who moved like water, so much so that one day when she came in out of the rain, I could barely tell where the drops of…Jul 28, 2018Jul 28, 2018
Leah Elliott HamiltonThe unavoidable terrorI have oh so many words to express grief and suffering.Jul 15, 2018Jul 15, 2018
Leah Elliott HamiltonThe light after a stormA poet must go outside for at least ten minutes a day, no matter the weather.Jan 12, 2018Jan 12, 2018
Leah Elliott HamiltonA bannerI’m not one for waving a banner or bellowing: LOOK AT ME!Jan 7, 2018Jan 7, 2018
Leah Elliott HamiltonFrom hymns to hip-hopWe’re flipping channels one evening and come across a few minutes of a Trump rally. I can’t decide which disgusts me more: the fact that…Dec 30, 20171Dec 30, 20171