Joshua Sutherland Allen

Joshua Sutherland Allen

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Parent-Teacher Conferences

A clock clicking wasted seconds,
An empty room with polished floor
And textbooks put away,
Whiteboards cleaned.

Sounds of volleyball match next door,
Music rooms perched above the gym,
Balls bouncing, girls shouting,

Sitting and grading in silence
Papers written with wasted ink –
Formal writing couched in
Text-speak, slang.

Six o’clock and no one coming,
No crowds are cheering in this room;
Family at home eating
Without me.

A classroom waiting silently,
With gradebook and standards on hand
To talk about student

But no one comes tonight except
For those I do not need to see.
Those whose kids are struggling
Are not here.

1 comment:

  1. I dig your teacher poems. The last stanza is all too true.