Monday, December 11, 2017

In Mrs Tilscher's Class Comments

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In Mrs Tilscher's class
You could travel up the Blue Nile
with your finger, tracing the route
while Mrs Tilscher chanted the scenery.
"Tana. Ethiopia. Khartoum. Aswan."
That for an hour,
then a skittle of milk
and the chalky Pyramids rubbed into dust.
A window opened with a long pole.
The laugh of a bell swung by a running child.

This was better than home. Enthralling books.
The classroom glowed like a sweetshop.
Sugar paper. Coloured shapes. Brady and Hindley
faded, like the faint, uneasy smudge of a mistake.
Mrs Tilscher loved you. Some mornings, you found
she'd left a gold star by your name.
The scent of a pencil slowly, carefully, shaved.
A xylophone's nonsense heard from another form.

Over the Easter term the inky tadpoles changed
from commas into exclamation marks. Three frogs
hopped in the playground, freed by a dunce
followed by a line of kids, jumping and croaking
away from the lunch queue. A rough boy
told you how you were born. You kicked him, but stared
at your parents, appalled, when you got back

That feverish July, the air tasted of electricity.
A tangible alarm made you always untidy, hot,
fractious under the heavy, sexy sky. You asked her
how you were born and Mrs Tilscher smiled
then turned away. Reports were handed out.
You ran through the gates, impatient to be grown
the sky split open into a thunderstorm.


Carol Ann Duffy
-yes- 01 September 2020

yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes

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Chad ¬-¬ 21 January 2020

Poetry is.

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Marco da Vinci 01 April 2019

Is very goood becase it consist of goood use off all pontuactioon and goood language. Tank you. P.s. mi language is Nat very goood becase I am Italian. Cheeerrs

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Bella+Finn 10 February 2019

This poem is utter indeed

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Akmal Rashad 08 November 2018

I love this poem

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Luca Mcdermott 16 July 2018

I don't like it because I found it boring

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Rugdullah Akbar 16 October 2018

I am inclined to agree with your comment wholeheartedly good sir. You are a gentleman and a scholar and I would like you to know that I, my friends, and all my family all appreciate you and your existence in this beautiful, God given world.

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ahmed hussain 18 January 2019

your dad is 4ft

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98765 17 May 2018

hon hon hon very good poem

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TopShagger 16 October 2018

Go fornicate yourself with a baguette.

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TopShagger 16 October 2018

Go eat a baguette

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Memelord69420noscope 16 October 2018

Eat a Baguette

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NiceGuy69 16 October 2018

Lovely comment sir, I hope you have a wonderful day

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NiceGuy69 16 October 2018

I think this comment is absolutely lovely, Have a wonderful day!

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ChingChangChong 25 April 2018

i think this is vely vely nno good

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Mary Learmount 08 January 2018

A poem that goes well with 'We remember your childhood well'.

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Michael Morgan 11 December 2017

Not as airy and charmingly detached as Bishop, but very good. Leave it to those 'rough boys'. MM

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