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To Love a Teacher - April 16, 2025  (For Dorothea Bisbas, deceased March 20, 2025)

  • Gary Hunter
  • Apr 16
  • 1 min read

she treated every poem

like a patient

 

her words were like a scalpel

that opened and cut out growths

detrimental to its well-being

 

then closed it back up with good

stitching and the bedside

delivery of a positive prognosis

 

rarely would she say

someone’s verses

weren’t going to make it

 

she rescued my poetry

more times than I can remember

over and over

 

and at some point

I knew she was more

than her profession

 

so I laid open my heart

 
 
 

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