It's the last day of school. My job was eliminated because of budget cuts, so I'm packing my boxes and heading out to a new assignment. But for the next month or so, I'm mostly looking forward to reading, and playing with my camera, and seeing friends, and reconnecting, I hope, with my sons…Marcus Millsap: School Day Afternoon
by Dave Etter
I climb the steps of the yellow school bus
move to a seat in the back, and we're off
bouncing along the bumpy blacktop.
What am I going to do when I get home?
I'm going to make myself a sugar sandwich
and go outside and look at the birds
and the gigantic blue silo
they put up across the road at Motts'.
I subscribe to YOUR DAILY POEM. I absolutely love the poems that come to my mailbox every morning, tons of really great, short, modern work by poets that are new to me. Today's is by Suzanne Comer Bell, a preschool teacher, and it's a perfect end of school poem. Check it out here.
Heidi Mordhorst is hosting Poetry Friday at my juicy little universe.
1 comment:
Perfect! If not all the nature-y things Annie Dillard has me staring at, then give me a blue silo. (And you even found a picture of one!!!)
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