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skylark poem # 1

skylark poem # 1

I am thankful to those who made us
memorize as kids useful stuff yes like
multiplication tables but I’m thinking
of poetry miss lala dixon my eighth grade
english teacher she of the shapeless dress
drooping boobs she talked a kind of baby
talk her name was pronounced layla but
we called her la-la behind her back she
made us memorize parts of shelley’s to
a skylark: “hail to thee blithe spirit/ bird
thou never wert/ who from heav’n or near it
pourest thy full heart/ in profuse strains of
unpremeditated art” what magic words for
young minds six syllables to unpremeditated
and the way your lips teeth tongue wrap
around blithe (try it) and “we look before
and after/ and pine for what is not/ our
sincerest laughter/ with some pain is fraught
our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest
thought” how generous of her to give us those
treasures in our heads to last for life I loved
larks before I ever heard one now my wish is
to lie next spring on white horse hill down the
ridgeway from wayland smithy’s long barrow
listen to the lambs all a-crying look up again
into the vast blueness and be drunk with skylarks

2012 Jacqueline Jackson
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