Homer, hear me -

I’ve chosen green-blue wax

In a smallish-somber room

While sitting round a broad-grained table.

I try to recall your descriptives

Of a brawl on a long-dead plain

But the flat-rank smell of crayon

Only brings to mind the long-dead Mrs. Daly. *

*Mrs. Daly - 1st Grade Teacher, P.S. 177, Brooklyn, ‘50 - ‘51

 

                                                                                          -  Jeffrey Eisenmesser , 1986