Schoolmarm on Break

  I notice it the most at night— How the sky seems to grow bigger, And every star seems so far away. How all the things I’ve struggled with;...

  Have you noticed all the masks That people have been wearing? Not the ones of padded cotton People wear into a store, Nor the ones that do...

They say the giants went extinct years ago; Too large for this land where the cities have crowded in together. Here, in the smog-filled alle...

  Some folks have said that it’s the smell, And others it’s the feel. Some say it lies in the escape From anything that’s real.   Some are l...

  In cloistered darkness long it hid Beneath the moistening sod. No one knew where in it lay Save the creator—God.   And so it slept; the cl...

  The birds have ceased their calling And everything lies still. The little twinkling lights of home Are seen from on the hill;   The stars ...

  There’s a little house I dream of With a vine upon the gate, Where the mockingbird sings early And the firefly blinks late.   Though it’s ...