Saturday, March 17, 2012
Crossing The Street
first day, first grade
we came to that point of corner-rounding,
stopping curbside since crossing the street
was necessary. "look both ways" was a
remembered warning the grown-ups had
always admonished, but here we were:
across the street in a new world, infinite
and frightening, teasing the limits of
awkward creativity and learning.
there I was: slight, unsure, discomposed
by my creation; saying "cheese" on cue,
and not realizing that coloring inside the lines
would take a lifetime to master.
Poem © 2012 R. Burnett Baker
Photo taken by Ina Jean Garner (my aunt) September, 1959. My first day of school. I remember this so well, and still squirm at how embarrassed I was at the "bad" artwork I made that day! If only life were still that simple.....