The gurus at Tweetspeak Poetry have issued the challenge of writing a resume as a poem. So here’s my resume, in case anybody is hiring:
The Teacher Poet by Joel E. Jacobson
(1)
high school student
interprets literary classics
incorrectly–
said English teachers
I loved to hate
(2)
knowing little
about myself or careers,
the college plan
changed and changed and changed,
rough drafts to discover purpose
(3)
desert wanderer
working as a corporate trainer–
a teaching mirage?
Shouldn’t drinking be a symbol
for knowledge and a full life?
(4)
English teacher
responsible for classics
he read in his youth;
these graduates’ embrace
years later, understanding
too fun! Especially like the first one.
Thanks, LL. There really is great irony in the way my career has turned out.