Poetry Month 2013 - Poem for Day 13 - "Inked in"
- For a grade school classmate
than he wants to and knows he will be fuming
at drivers along the way
my childhood friend agrees
to pick me up from Dulles airport
and drive me to Baltimore
for our elementary school
he says: I've already inked you in
on my calendar
and I don't have the eraser
you asked me for in second grade!
Airline and flight time, please?
Louisa May Alcott’s P.S.#59,
Reisterstown Road and Keyworth Avenue,
Baltimore 15, Maryland.
or the walk we took to Cooper’s Deli
on Oswego Avenue after a party
in sixth grade.
and won’t find the eraser
I asked him to pass me
across our desks
in second grade.
I tell a Seattle friend who asks me.
I still have family there,
mishpacha, however extended.