We’re mere inches and millimeters away from the start of the public school year here in NYC, and the District 7 high school where I work is abuzz, I mean abuzz, with go-get-it-ness and get-it-done-ness and other forms of generalized optimism before the students arrive and deflate these many tires. Ohhh man, what it is to teach. What it is.
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Defenestration is for Real
“He had been fired from that job because he had broken into the sacramental wine and rung the bells all night long.” — Henry Miller, TROPIC OF CAPRICORN
Incantation of Two
I love that you do what you do
With holy rolling thunder.
And so from out the books to bring
A holy new high plunder.
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Ok, I Will Hunt With You
Forgetful houndstooth
And nary a sweater
For walking the whippoorwills
In this kind of weather.
Brigadoon, Redux
Take the measure of your day,
What do you see?
Accomplishments scamper,
no bigger than fleas
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Flu Shot
I think it’s time
On Old Lorca’s dime
To bend ample willow and waist.
Go get your flu shot.
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The Female is the Safer Sex
The female is the safer sex,
Flips through the month’s wet flowers.
And when at last herself to bring
The microscopic hours
Being Comptroller
A to Z Style
I’m taking an excellent class at Poets House right now, led by the inimitable Dr. Emily Moore. We’re all teachers in there and are exploring poetry in its many forms and guises with an eye to the classroom. I’m loving the many exercises and the chance to think as a teacher by first working like a student, going through my sonnet and enjambment paces.
Caroline M Cooper 