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Column 720

With a Coat

Intro by Ted Kooser
01.06.2019

A child at a school bus stop, on his way out into the world, a fine sub­ject for a fine poem by Dante Di Ste­fano, who lives in Endwell, New York.Might we all live out our days in a place called Endwell!“With a Coat” is from his book from Brighthorse Books of Oma­ha, Nebras­ka, enti­tled Love is a Stone End­less­ly in Flight.

With a Coat

I was cold and leaned against the big oak tree
as if it were my mother wearing a rough apron
of bark, her upraised arms warning of danger.
Through those boughs and leaves I saw
dark patches of sky. I thought a brooding
witch waited to catch me up from under
branches and take me, careening on her broom,
to her home in the jaundiced moon.
I looked to the roof of mom and dad's house
and wondered if the paisley couch patterns
would change during the day. My brother peeked
from a window and waved. When the bus came,
I pawed away from the trunk, fumbled,
and took my first step toward not returning.

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We do not accept unsolicited submissions. American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation (www.poetryfoundation.org), publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Poem copyright ©2016 by Dante Di Stefano, "With a Coat," from Love is a Stone Endlessly in Flight, (Brighthorse Books, 2016). Poem reprinted by permission of Dante Di Stefano and the publisher. Introduction copyright © 2024 by The Poetry Foundation.