a darkened classroom
after school
on a Friday afternoon
the echoes of
the students’ voices
silently resound
in my head
as i sit here
papers are getting graded
grades are being entered
and yet...
i feel
(as i so often do)
that i am swimming
against the tide
being pulled away
from what i find important
being pulled under
by this rip tide current
of red tape
and record keeping
when all i want to do
is swim free
and play in the waves
of words
and books
and poems
and the creativity
of my students
©2010-Art Belliveau
02 May 2010
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