Around the globe
Teacher, friend, guide, 1978-85
Around the globe of pure light,
They all come to chat
In the deepest night.
Wearing a smock of glowing white,
An old man sat
Around the globe of pure light.
His face grows bright.
He has found a new way to teach the brat
In the deepest night.
A wad of chewed gum on the desk to his right,
Blue smoke wafts from a cigarette
Around the globe of pure light.
“Close the fingers as if they are watertight,”
He shows the butterfly stroke to another novitiat €
In the deepest night.
He is my teaching angel, a familiar sight
Whether dreaming or awake. His new habitat
The globe of white light
In the deepest night.
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