John McKernan
Erasing the Blackboard
All of it will vanish At 9 Saint Patrick’s
Image of God erased
By Maureen O’Neill
Good-bye shamrock on the green board
Adios isosceles triangle
At 10 Gone in one swipe
Its numinous white
Form still faintly clinging as dust
But Sister Mary Felicia’s silk hanky
Will soon show her power
Oh No All the achievements
Of Franklin Delano Roosevelt
Including World War Two in red
Chalk Social reforms in
White letters Business rules
In blue A tiny rain of dry dust
Falls right before 12 Arrivederci
Asexual reproduction
High-noon paramecia
Ten billion times normal size
Disappear Thank you Antonia
For the fingernail screech
And the gentle curve
Of your arm to erase History &
Geography at once Too bad Latvia
Adieu Armenia &
Your great invention
The church dome levitating like a
Tiny beanie Ta Ta French Equatorial
Africa Sayonara Siam
Where are the naps of
Yesteryear? After school it’s music
The Slovodba triplets shiver on
The blacktop playground
Smile Sing Clap erasers
Together Pound them on the side
Of the brick Thin white feathers
Of their breath The white
Puffs of chalk dust letters
Melt into threads of cool October air
Walking home I will always hear
A song seep out of Mickey
McGrath’s frost-covered
Somehow Studebaker Avanti Two
Like the record says You can draw
Chalk arrows on walks
Until the snow covers
It all and makes nowhere your home
Chalk Social reforms in
White letters Business rules
In blue A tiny rain of dry dust
Falls right before 12 Arrivederci
Asexual reproduction
High-noon paramecia
Ten billion times normal size
Disappear Thank you Antonia
For the fingernail screech
And the gentle curve
Of your arm to erase History &
Geography at once Too bad Latvia
Adieu Armenia &
Your great invention
The church dome levitating like a
Tiny beanie Ta Ta French Equatorial
Africa Sayonara Siam
Where are the naps of
Yesteryear? After school it’s music
The Slovodba triplets shiver on
The blacktop playground
Smile Sing Clap erasers
Together Pound them on the side
Of the brick Thin white feathers
Of their breath The white
Puffs of chalk dust letters
Melt into threads of cool October air
Walking home I will always hear
A song seep out of Mickey
McGrath’s frost-covered
Somehow Studebaker Avanti Two
Like the record says You can draw
Chalk arrows on walks
Until the snow covers
It all and makes nowhere your home
Other work by John McKernan