I always look to see if I have any comments at the end of my posts! The one below appeared after my Autumn in Budapest post, in which I asked folks to send me some autumn poems. It's by Nicole, who has a sprightly blog called Coley's Life: http://coleyirene.blogspot.com/.
About herself, she says," My students say I don't seem like other adults who are pretty "boring." " If you visit her blog, you'll see why. The poem below gave me another take on "fall." Maybe I'll share my own "fall" poem about turning 50 some years back! But it's not as light-hearted as Nicole's. Even so, it always makes listeners laugh at my own take on "falling."
Here is Nicole, on left, with her sister Jaimie.
Ms. Byer, I am an English teacher at Green Hope High School in Cary, NC. My English Department chair sent me your blog link. I have plans to move to Hungary this summer for at least a year to teach English, so I was thrilled to find your postings (it's so beautiful!). Anyway, I wrote a fall poem that I thought appropriate:
I am not falling in love
Nor am I technically falling
I have no desire
to make imprints of leaves
copy their patterns
die like they do
eat pumpkin, eat sweet potatoes
dress up for halloween (I was a tree)
listen to sufjan
and feel the ache
in my stomach
for the turning
and warmer clothes
than I've ever worn.
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