Stephen Vincent Benet
Pennsylvania / United States
Explore Poems GO!

Going Back To School

Rating: 3.0

The boat ploughed on. Now Alcatraz was past
And all the grey waves flamed to red again
At the dead sun's last glimmer. Far and vast
The Sausalito lights burned suddenly
In little dots and clumps, as if a pen
Had scrawled vague lines of gold across the hills;
The sky was like a cup some rare wine fills,
And stars came as he watched
-- and he was free
One splendid instant -- back in the great room,

Curled in a chair with all of them beside
Read More

READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Frank Avon 24 August 2014

I wish this did not capture my childhood so well. For twelve years, at about his time, my: back Slumped to the old half-cringe.... Oh, how well I remember what I would rather forget. And those fat, bloated voices (an the thin, shrill ones) , and the names they called you.

3 2 Reply

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

7/20/2021 6:42:25 PM # 1.0.0.663