Ansonia High School Reunion

I’ve never gone to a high school reunion. I was pretty odd in high school, odd isn’t so good.
What’s funny too is how little I remember Being There. Even so today, for reasons I can’t say, not really, I am going to my 50 year (fifty years. Am I 50? I guess so) high school reunion in Ansonia Connecticut. To see people I don’t know, and I don’t think I ever did, and to be in a place where I spent my first 18 years. I am going out of curiosity, and because I’d like to see all those people (I remember Liking Them. Although what does that even mean?) and because I’m interested in what we say about our lives.

What we say

In writing class
when I teach I ask
writers to introduce
themselves to tell us
who they are what they say
often unexpected
besides marriages
yes or no children
some people like to say
too much about children
grandchildren
in particular
besides expected
details of life
it’s what they say
a woman wrote that she
now that she is 73 she can finally
tap dance that she
tapped away from
life that didn’t work
she tapped into
a different song.

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

2 Comments

  1. I just went to my 45th, Esther. Reunions are weird but good. We think we won’t have much in common with some (most), but that seems not to matter for a few hours and there are unexpected connections and experiences that 50 years reveals. People don’t simply assume the roles they played in high school; rather, at this point in life, people are just happy to be there. Chances are good you will be as well! Enjoy.

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