Leo Yankevich

Silver Star - 3,448 Points (October 30,1961 / Farrell, Pennsylvania)

Moose - Poem by Leo Yankevich

A little slow and thick around the waist,
she was fond of wading in the muck.
Always late, she would walk into class,
then take her place behind a nerd or geek.
Freckled and blonde, and masculine of shoulder,
she looked like Butkus ready for the grid,
and yet her soft blue eyes betrayed a dancer,
the Isadora Duncan of tenth grade.
I was the quiet boy who sat up front,
who weighed his words and loathed all cruelty,
and yet one day I spoke and made her hurt.
The name I gave her chased her through the hallway,
followed her home, and everywhere she moved,
down the decades and into the grave.


Comments about Moose by Leo Yankevich

  • (3/16/2009 2:37:00 PM)

    If only we could leave behind the thoughtless comments of our youth, made without malice, but just too close to the mark. Great Poem. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/16/2009 2:27:00 PM)

    umm...it was nice, but I think he must feel really bad (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 16, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, July 10, 2009


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