<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=569589" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Professor in the Mirror</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two pupils you know<br>watch you. They see your Civil War<br>in your homespun suit, <br>the threads of your mother's<br>makeshift mind<br>embroidered on your bosom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You are ready to leave <br>the fallen apples, <br>your father's broken ladder<br>behind in the backyard.<br>How the branches become elegy! <br>See them reach down to his sleep<br>in the cool thin grass? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Professor of the dead, <br>you tighten your collar<br>with the words of an evening sermon, <br>its smallest stars burning<br>your right palm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Marina+Gipps">Marina Gipps</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=569589" data-title="Professor in the Mirror de Marina Gipps" data-description="Two pupils you know watch you. They see your Civil War in your homespun suit, the threads of your mother's makeshift mind embroidered on your bosom. You are ready to leave the fallen apples, your father's broken ladder behind in the backyard. ..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black