#459: However, there are things I truly miss . . .

Here’s the second poem in today’s sonnet trilogy.


However, there are things I truly miss.
Not the rat race of it, the perpetual
Frantic pace, the bureaucratic bullshit,
Pendulum swing of best schoolhouse practice;         
Not the bells of it, slaving to schedules, clocks,
And calendars, the battle between plans
And grades, always decisions about what
To neglect out of pure necessity; 
Not the drama of it, the controversies,                      
The indifference, meanness, the disengaged,
The distracted, disruptors, the false outrage, 
The grade-grubber, and the happy flunker.
All that aside, I never felt alone.
Students, teachers, the work—another home. 

Published by michaeljarmer

I'm a public high school English teacher, fiction writer, poet, and musician in Portland, Oregon

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