Ocupation: Poet
Life: May 6, 1914 - October 14, 1965
Birthday: May 6
Death: October 14
I shook myself; I was dreaming. As I went to bed the words of the eighth-grade class's teacher, when the class got to Evangeline , kept echoing in my ears: "We're coming to a long poem now, boys and girls. Now don't be babies and start counting the pages." I lay there like a baby, counting the pages over and over, counting the pages.
topic: Girl, Dream, Baby, Eighth Grade