When a Poet Dies
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What do you do when a poet dies?
When Maya died Oh how I cried.
Who will give us the words from the other side.
A poet, a scribe, a teacher, a preacher, a...
Sunday, September 28, 2008
the po~et 10 (ask and ye shall receive)
Paul decided that evening after dinner that he would pen the manner in which he would approach Jacquelyn. He didn't want to leave anything to chance. The quarter was wrapping up and so was his time. Yes, it was unethical for faculty to date students; however, pretty soon she would no longer be in his classroom.
All along he had offered her help with any assignments and she had repeatedly turned him down. Today he had conjured up a new plan. He would pair the class into groups and they would only be required to attend when their group met and he would pair her with a student who never came class. Brillant! he thought, he would be alone with her at last.
Just as he had planned it out, it was. She arrived to class and her partner did not, genius! They talked, they laughed, they looked at one another. He was mesmerized by this woman.
Paul Shaffer had decided that he wanted Jacquelyn Brooks and for once in life he was going to have just what he wanted.
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