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On Reading Poems to a Senior Class at South High

On Reading Poems to a Senior Class at South High

 

Before

I opened my mouth

I noticed them sitting there

as orderly as frozen fish

in a package.

 

Slowly water began to fill the room

though I did not notice it

till it reached

my ears

and then I heard the sounds

of fish in an aquarium

and I knew that though I had

tried to drown them

with my words

that they had only opened up

like gills for them

and let me in.

 

Together we swam around the room

like thirty tails whacking words

till the bell rang

puncturing

a hole in the door

 

where we all leaked out

 

They went to another class

I suppose and I home

 

where Queen Elizabeth

my cat met me

and licked my fins

till they were hands again.

 

- D. C. Berry

 

 

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