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Geography Master An enthusiastic group of talented poets started off the New Year at Café Espresso on a cold, but clear night. Anna Birch and Chris Volpe, the evening's featured readers, read lovely, thoughtful poems about some of poetry's eternal subjects: memory, family, childhood, love, marriage. During the Open Mic portion of the evening, Gerry Duffy read this poem, which recalls his school days in Northern England:
With rich language and tangible details, the poem charts the dream - a vision of the future - a teacher fostered in one of his students, many years before the distant landscape was to be experienced. What delicious words on the tongue: "chalk escarpments, cuspate forelands, submergent coastlines, pebble spits" - words as delicious and exotic to us as the names of American cities: "Chicago, Minneapolis, Cincinnati" were to a young boy in Yorkshire. In the course of the poem we travel in both time and space with the
narrator, from the classroom of a favorite teacher where students ink-rolled "paper
maps for every far continent," to the "rising heat" of an Indiana cornfield
across the ocean years later. We share in the pleasure of naming the places and features
of "the earth's wide skin" and in recognizing the power of language to generate
dreams.
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Harvey Shepard Please note: Poems submitted to this column should not exceed 19 lines.
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