Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ENGLISH TEACHER, by JOYCE FLANAGAN SOMERSET First Line: Now we will conjugate the verb 'to go',' Last Line: Would tear a wound apart like keen-edged swords? Subject(s): Teaching & Teachers | ||||||||
"Now we will conjugate the verb 'to go',". . . His faded eyes grew lambent with a look Of seeing distances; an eager glow Lighted the narrow face above the book. To go down endless roads! To feel the swell Of waves beneath a ship! To lean his weight Against strange winds! Like wine, an ancient spell, Cast by some gypsy, stirred his blood too late. "You go, they go" . . . but never he might find The untried paths. Each day rebellious feet Must lead him always to these desks, aligned In anchored rows by a familiar street. How could these children know that two small words Would tear a wound apart like keen-edged swords? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CORRESPONDENCE-SCHOOL INSTRUCTOR SAYS GOODBYE TO HIS POETRY STUDENTS by GALWAY KINNELL GRATITUDE TO OLD TEACHERS by ROBERT BLY TWO RAMAGES FOR OLD MASTERS by ROBERT BLY OEDIPUS TYRANNUS by JOHN CIARDI ON FLUNKING A NICE BOY OUT OF SCHOOL by JOHN CIARDI HER MONOLOGUE OF DARK CREPE WITH EDGES OF LIGHT by NORMAN DUBIE OF POLITICS, & ART by NORMAN DUBIE CIRCUMSTANCE by JOYCE FLANAGAN SOMERSET |
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