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I grew up in a household of teachers. They taught me the history and pre-history of the earth. My mom was my teacher in grade five and taught me about the explorers those who believed the earth was a sphere. She used to tell me to look out of the plane when I flew, see the curvature of the earth.

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My father was my teacher in grade seven and taught me why the northern hemisphere is cold in winter. Again, all about the curvature of the earth.

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curvature of the earth

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round of roiling sun

hovers above water

sits on bowed horizon

plunges into flat pan

of ocean sizzle

fired rock in a birch bark

stewing pot

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hands form

around a ball

of rising bread

a packing of snow

fast-beating heart

of a baby bird

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we have seen

the other side

know earth

as marble

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All my best,

Alexandra (a.k.a. Jane)