A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Thursday, April 30, 2015

kick up a storm

sentimental pirouettes dizzying me so—
o how I long to wrap this up
like a gift for all eternity,
like a teacher courteous to the next, erasing his mess from a blackboard,
like the white chalk dust hurrying to the sky, falling into cloudy desperation, settling at our feet—
but I digress and digress,
hope our lesson never ends without you

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