Current Occupation: Retired
Former Occupation: Teacher at Public Schools, Professor at NYU
Contact Information: Greg Moglia is a veteran of 27 years as Adjunct Professor of Philosophy of Education at N.Y.U and 37 years as a high school teacher of Physics and Psychology. His poems have been accepted in over 300 journals in the U.S., Canada, England, India, Australia,Sweden, Austria and Belgium as well as five anthologies. He lives in Huntington, N.Y.
THE GAME TELLS YOU
You’re a pro…you do your job…you give what’s needed
Then one day…you come up a bit short…you mess up
Another day you screw up what you have done well for years
Makes you think…what’s changed?
Then a kid comes along
Does what you did so well for so long
Tell yourself…he’s a kid…won’t keep it up
But he does and it’s quicker…stronger
An the old-timer says The game tells you
You think… so what, sure the kid wins out
Great, I say to him, so what’s left – death?
You die…your done
The old timer But death isn’t just death
What the hell does that mean?
The other day a woman offers me
Her seat on the subway
I glance at my reflection in the window
I thank her and smoothy…take the seat
No living death for me