During Â¥·ïÌìÌà Poetry Month, we will be posting poems that originally ran in one of the . This poem “” by Michael True comes from :
Syllabus
You will teach me, first, my students,
the character of my indifference,
and the dark confusion of being young;
I will teach you, then, my students,
the hope that lies beneath the surface,
a love inherent in the nature of things.
Follow the course of it to the end of knowing;
gather the thread of it line by line.
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