Wednesday, October 19, 2005


In the midst of writing 4 midterms, a fiction assignment and working on an essay this week, I also managed to write some kind of poem last night while stepping out of the library at closing time. I guess we humans are capable of a lot, or something.


the Chinese girls
file out of the library
late tonight

they huddle close -- a word not squeezed
between them

smart, sure,
I don't have their talent for layering

sweater on sweater
cool length of skin

books sheltering the wind


Anonymous amy stinchfield said...

love this one!!!

2:48 p.m.  

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