On teaching

It’s a delicate thing, this teaching I’ve done
Encouraging students to reach for the sun
Knowing that reach might singe their wings.

I dare put myself right in front, on the line
Sharing a risk that is not only mine
Trusting the leap will not end with a fall.

After the class, when they’re all back home
I’m writing about all of this in a poem and
Waiting for word that they’ve used what I taught.

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