Wednesday, April 29, 2009

we're all poets and may not even know it

Into Mrs. Fabian's class at Coleman Junior High came a beautiful visitor on Tuesdays and Thursdays of our 8th grade year.  She had long dark hair and looked like Ali McGraw in Love Story.  She dressed in black and carried a brown leather satchel.  Her name was Camille.  She was a traveling poetry teacher in the Hillsborough County School System that year, the year we fell in love with reading and writing poems.  At the end of the semester, she produced an anthology of poems by some of her students throughout the county. Swish, Swoon I think it was called.  One of mine was included, which still makes me exquisitely happy.  

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