Poetry Friday: First Grade Homework

My newly-minted first grader has exactly five days of tramping through the neighborhood left. He knows. He's been counting. He'll miss his freedom, but my middle grader can't wait to give it up for band, new classes, and the social machinations of sixth grade. (She is a much braver child than I ever was.)

When browsing through the school poems at poetryfoundation.org, I was struck by a beautiful little poem by D. Nurkse called "First Grade Homework."

"First Grade Homework"
by D. Nurkse

The child's assignment:
"What is a city?"
All dusk she sucks her pencil
while cars swish by
like ghosts, ... (Read the rest of the poem here.)
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