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Poem: beard

winter afternoon in the classroom
a half-sleep
the nun speaks and rests
the eight-year-olds
bow heads over loose leaf
write

in the row along the windows
in the second to last desk
a boy
done early
melts crayons on
the ripple of the radiator
redblueyellowgreen
and on loose leaf
draws side
views of
Lincoln
in a world of
clean-shaven men

nosesuittieeyeshair
and black beard
nosesuittieeyeshair
and black beard
nosesuittieeyeshair
and black beard
nosesuittieeyeshair
and black beard

a psalm to the future
redblueyellowgreen

nine years later,
grows a beard
red-brown

now white

beard

Patrick T. Reardon
4.28.16

This poem was originally published by Silver Birch Press on 3.7.2016.

2 Comments

  • Mary Elizabeth Zelasko Posted April 28, 2016 7:04 am

    Love this!

    • Patrick T. Reardon Posted April 28, 2016 4:55 pm

      Thnx.

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