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My First Teacher, Miss Mann 

The raving child
Of five, non-verbal
In the shifting sand—
How gentle you were
Teaching me
The vowel sounds;
How gentle you lay
My fingers
On your throat syllables.

Flowers blooming
In the sand.

  • A poem by Aleda Schoonmaker.


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