Syllabi Poems - Poems about Syllabi

... When I was a child, I wondered Was deep sleep, death? Was every morning a new life, a new incarnation? Waking up, I found the people around me were the same I was the same too, not......

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...New semester. Did my courses run? Oh yeah, but too many. Work on my syllabi. I promise I won’t cry. The night before class. I pace the kitchen. Sending prayers up. Are you listening; Plea......

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...Those burning candles midnight, And unending syllabi, When heart bled in tears, At no time, I would ever want to relive! The moments of wait for togetherness, When beloved failed to turn up, ......

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...The places we chose to put ourselves willingly, unwillingly. Past lives linger and we emerge with a scream spitting the remnant wombs from pursed lips producing the perennial pucker the ......

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