Age 16
December '85. You're skipping school.
You read Hart Crane on a bleak stretch of beach.
The icy ocean sloshes within reach:
You shiver in the chill, but stay awhile.
A day for poetry and truancy.
A wind stiff as religion slaps Revere.
Sylvia Plath described the sluttish sea
Off Winthrop, not too far from here.
Jump on the T and head for Harvard Square
With its used bookstores. Buy anthologies
Of Modern Verse from 1956.
Discover Dylan Thomas's rhapsodies.
Hearing the raven cough in winter sticks—
This stuff'll burn your throat. Drink if you dare!
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2021-12-17 at 03:30
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