by James R. Hartnett
Seated in the room
Taking flight, making sail
High above the clouds
Bright Indian summer afternoon, across the table in the stiff bright blue chair that had a small piece missing from one leg. He didn’t sit quite level but it was taller than the green one. He had switched chairs before their lesson was to begin. Movement by the body and conversation from the head were slightly tilted, hands moving rapidly beneath the table.
Boy and teacher were going over some social studies questions the answer to which neither knew nor could readily find.
Seated in the room
Taking flight, making sail
High above the clouds
Bright Indian summer afternoon, across the table in the stiff bright blue chair that had a small piece missing from one leg. He didn’t sit quite level but it was taller than the green one. He had switched chairs before their lesson was to begin. Movement by the body and conversation from the head were slightly tilted, hands moving rapidly beneath the table.
Boy and teacher were going over some social studies questions the answer to which neither knew nor could readily find.
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