Monday, October 25, 2010

I am a teacher

I want my guitar
I want my harmonicas
I want my paper, paints, brushes, books and pencils
I want to use music and drawing to write and to teach

I am scared like crazy about my next classroom – because of my last

I didn't get back up on the horse and now it is a giant
Eisner spoke of an artist who made
tiny men who couldn't ride their giant horses
and giant men without horses their size to mount
which am I
growing, I hope to one, the other, a third, perhaps
I am a writer
I am a teacher
God Damn! Let me get to it!

2 comments:

  1. I want my guitar
    I want my harmonicas
    I want my paper paints brushes books pencils
    I want music drawing write teach

    scared like crazy
    my next classroom
    my last

    didn't get back
    up the horse now a giant
    Eisner spoke
    an artist
    tiny men
    ride giant horses
    giant men without size to mount
    which am I
    growing

    I am a writer.
    I am a teacher.
    God Damn!
    Let me get to it!

    ReplyDelete
  2. guitar harmonica paper paint brush book pencil
    music draw write teach

    scared like crazy
    my next classroom
    my last

    get back
    the horse now a giant
    Eisner spoke
    an artist
    tiny men
    ride giant horses
    men without size to mount
    am I growing

    writer
    teacher
    God Damn!
    Let me get to it!

    ReplyDelete