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About katemccarrollmoore

Kate Moore’s passion is literacy, and she serves as a mentor teacher and staff developer throughout the greater Bay Area. Kate served three terms as the City of San Ramon's Poet Laureate (2012-2018); she also teaches poetry writing workshops for children and adults. Kate holds a Doctorate in Educational Leadership for Social Justice from California State University, East Bay, an M.A. in Teacher Leadership from St. Mary’s and a B.A. in English Education from SUNY Albany. She and Bob Moore are the proud parents of four beautiful grown daughters, and the smitten grandparents of eight beautiful children who fill them with hope for the future.

Reaching for the stars

When I got into this teaching profession, I had stars in my eyes. I thought that I could make everyone excited about learning. But then Jimmy walked into my class – angry and sad. “Is this special to you?” he … Continue reading

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Nature Lessons

I’ve been really into hawks lately. A convergence of coincidences I guess. First I read a review of a book about hawks – or so I thought. It’s really about loss and memory and love and resilience. H is for … Continue reading

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Tuesday

I woke to the smell of coffee And the realization Again That you are not of this world No longer of this world I write down memories I say your name I study birds in the morning sky In the … Continue reading

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CA Teacher Summit Ed Talk

Good afternoon and welcome back. This has been such an extraordinary day so far, and I am thrilled to be here with you all on this momentous occasion. So much dedication and commitment and brain-power under one roof certainly bodes … Continue reading

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Grief

But now my father had died. Hold tight. Hold tight. The words on the page stung. Something far away was too familiar. Suddenly This memoir in my hands – Love and bereavement tangled, laid open, raw and bare. A late … Continue reading

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Salon Blues

She’s praying for a miracle Or maybe two And the light in her eyes has grown dark Speaking poetry and humming, she washes my hair The hours are long, her faith is waning So she talks babies and better days While … Continue reading

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While the Baby Sleeps

Orange cup without a handle steeping afternoon tea a bit of peace and quiet time holds this day without a plan or another place to be

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Stillness

Two geese stood in the field Still as statues One morning, long ago And there I stood Transfixed Watching Motionless too   This moment lives within me still Still it lives within me

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Jack

Not yet two He pushes the lawn mower back and forth, back and forth Just like his daddy Stands with one foot propped against the fence Pounding invisible nails with a red plastic hammer Studying the world outside

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EASTER VIGIL

What does it mean to be holy? To believe? To practice sacrifice and kindness? To live in light and grace?

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