Oct 2010
So nice to meet you
and your kind spirit
I listened,
enraptured,
eyes wide and
bones melting,
to you
I clung to your voice
soft as it was,
lilting and lyrical,
whispering S's and
beautiful B's
I wanted to try the words
taste them for myself,
savor them,
their sweetness
And when I found you again
surrounded by professors
chins wobbling with their praise
and their stiff arms;
you so tall
had run out of books
So Julie
(whom I owe my eternal gratitude
and $13.25)
handed me hers,
smiling,
understanding
And you,
tall woman,
soft wood,
you wrote me a line
so nice to meet you
and your kind spirit
x*
And I ran to class,
feet pounding the pavement,
so fast I could fly,
for you gave me
your wings.
and your kind spirit
I listened,
enraptured,
eyes wide and
bones melting,
to you
I clung to your voice
soft as it was,
lilting and lyrical,
whispering S's and
beautiful B's
I wanted to try the words
taste them for myself,
savor them,
their sweetness
And when I found you again
surrounded by professors
chins wobbling with their praise
and their stiff arms;
you so tall
had run out of books
So Julie
(whom I owe my eternal gratitude
and $13.25)
handed me hers,
smiling,
understanding
And you,
tall woman,
soft wood,
you wrote me a line
so nice to meet you
and your kind spirit
x*
And I ran to class,
feet pounding the pavement,
so fast I could fly,
for you gave me
your wings.
© 2010 by Kayla Knight
(To Aracelis Girmay and Julie Stotz-Ghosh)
(To Aracelis Girmay and Julie Stotz-Ghosh)
