Friday Poem

Environmental & Science Education
Poetry
Art and Environment
Edward Hessler

Today's poem brought back memories of winter clothes lines and especially stiff walls of frozen sheets. At first the fabrics were board-like but by the time I helped my Mom collect them to be taken to the cellar for another hanging they had become more flexible--foldable with some force.

I liked knocking the ice and frost off while they were hanging on the line. I wish I had thought of the game described in the poem or a similar one. Football was not a big part of my life except for Saturday high school games and neighborhood scrums.

Here is the poem.