on alumness.

10 May

bongo java, summer 2010

i am two years rusty of raised hands and witty retorts,
of moby dick,
class camaraderie,
and the strange beauty of a double-spaced tour de force.

yet the calendar still sways to the school year’s song.
summer seems a slow breathe away,
the taste of pleasure reading on its pallet.

as the band tunes for circumstance and pomp,
i pay off one loan and look to the rest.
i feel alumness to my core.

i am two days from a long haul south,
to see a sister sure to glow across the stage,
heavy with the weight of such success.
to join alumni ranks: here to anywhere.

it’s cliche, perhaps, to dream in classrooms,
of unintended nakedness and unattended seminars.
but in my dreams i often find my way back.
the vision just hazy enough to veil the path.

so i study here –
a simple syllabus of fresh air, food, and findings unaccredited-
and i go, with gladness, to the landscaped lawns that count me an alumna.


3 Responses to “on alumness.”

  1. Brittany R May 10, 2011 at 10:42 am #

    This, I love. Could you be any better? I think no, but I eagerly await your next post–how do you outdo yourself? :)

  2. Emily Rose May 11, 2011 at 12:08 pm #

    abby, for real, this is amazing. love you!

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