Poetry that lives in my head #3: A little free verse called “Absolutes” by Gustave Keyser, found in many high school English textbooks

“black on white
  crow in snow
                wet lump
  on brittle branch
  remembering warmth
  remembering corn
  as life
  black on white”

Back in high school I couldn’t google the parenthetical “(from an ink painting by Seiho)” that followed the poem. Kind of ruins my mental image. Oh well.


What I remember from fifth grade: Listening to “Everyday People” (Sly and the Family Stone) in a little room

Yes, it was on a record player. We sat on the floor in a circle and learned that we shouldn’t discriminate. Thanks, Mr. Infantino.

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