Science
Film
These autumn colors leave
Me pining for black and
white
Grammar school reel to
reel
Science films snaking through
The rackety innards of Cold
War film projectors
Chalk motes swarming
In cones of gibbering
light
Can-Do Voice-overs
Always a hiccup off
Read by radio men
Sporting pale miens
Pie plate headphones
Slick with Brylcreem
Perhaps a Scholastic short
Featuring two winsome
Child actors playing
The part of you and me
Little button noses
Wrinkled in something
Like stricken joy
At a baby bunny wide
Eyed and stock still
In an apple crate
Under an apple tree
Leaves school in binary
Shimmer on the summer
Breeze blowing through
our film
Whether an introduction
To photosynthesis or
The metamorphosis of
Caterpillars hardly matters
To you beribboned in gingham
Or me flying flapping
Dungarees
Platinum hair
Whipping our faces
Sky a china white
Behind ivory billows
Framed forever
Dimpled and laughing
Milkweed exploding
From clumsy fingers like
secrets
Shared in alabaster
Sign language.
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