Jessie Hendy (Taradale High School)
My Poetry Teacher
there is a rockfall area
above my classroom door
where my poetry teacher,
who perhaps has been drunking,
abstracts everything I write.
like
each word has its own life and religion.
even if my poetry does contain bite marks
of expression
eloquence
there is still that long-faced Socrates syndrome
expression on her face,
because everything I write should have
above my classroom door
where my poetry teacher,
who perhaps has been drunking,
abstracts everything I write.
like
each word has its own life and religion.
even if my poetry does contain bite marks
of expression
eloquence
there is still that long-faced Socrates syndrome
expression on her face,
because everything I write should have
a consequence.
