Poems December 2002
Teaching poetry at the school for the blind
Their struggle to meet the image in the dark
is one we knowthe storms, the hesitation
but the shifting bridge they walk between idea
and brailles brief physical translation
reveals the sometimes lightness of our thoughts,
our casual groping for a better word,
as easy, slight as calling to our love
or remembering the chorus of a song we heard.
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This article originally appeared in The New Criterion, Volume 21 Number 4, on page 47
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