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My ’90s Bomber Jacket: A Treasured Object Poem

Thick and heavy, warm and supple

Chocolate brown leather, a world map lining

Four pockets to hold:

Gloves, change, Kleenexes, icy fingers,

Oversized,

It clothes me in comfort

Distressed,

It encloses me in memories from

Years of travel from

Minnesota to Maine,

Vermont to Florida,

Oregon to Kansas.

My trendy friend found years ago

In a Phoenix boutique

Is now classic outerwear and

Perfect for…

Ever.

–Marilyn Yung


Photo: M. Yung

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When I Heard the Learn’d Grammarian

A poem inspired by Walt Whitman’s “When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer”

When I heard the learn’d grammarian,

When the nouns, the adjectives, were ranged in sentences before me,

When I was shown the graphic organizers and paragraphs, to draft, revise and edit them,

When I sitting heard the grammarian where she lectured with much applause in the classroom,

How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,

Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,

To my quiet dining room table, and from time to time,

Look’d in perfect silence at the journal before me.

–Marilyn Yung


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