throwaway poetry: teacher

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Busy hands
forming words.
Heads shaping ideas
that will be
weighed
measured
loved
or maligned
by the genius
that is
me.

Chris Andrews said...: I'm watching my students take the last final for me this semester. When I am looking up at a month and change off I feel damn good. (even though I have a hundred plus essays to grade).; December 16, 2010 at 6:57 PM