麻豆社

SCHOOLBOOKS
By Ivory Kelly

My parents read of daffodils
And lifting fog
In distant places,
Their schoolbooks full of yellow girls
And autumn leaves
And paler faces

Their own never found
In those borrowed pages.

Now my children read of mango trees
And calypso bands
And sunny faces.
Their schoolbooks tell of Mayan genius
And African Kings -
Such glorious races.

But mute do their textbooks stay
On Phillip Goldson, hero of the Bay.