For the Notebook:

In hand, beneath your armpit,
the marble
and black binding

carries an unrecognized heft;
a school-boy's trial with English

skirting 'round
street-corners

like an unlikely teacher's pet.

These days,
I still write with an eraser-tipped pencil,
diligent notes;

the hand,
as quick as the eye,
and, the words
as precious as marble.

`x~William ~ copyright~08/03/09.