Tuesday, May 1, 2012
I Make a Monkey of Myself.
Across the Curriculum, Coursing Without
Boundaries Always Toward Frontiers
Yet Unknown or What's a College For? .
ME: Jane Goodall
I make a monkey of myself. No fool
like an old fool. This is my booty,
broken for view. Take. Eat.
Hate is easy. Love: I pretend, ape.
If I felt Nothing But Love I’d be
useful as One Eyed in the Valley
of the Bind—tripping over furniture.
My hate in emperor’s clothing grounds
me. I can complain. Vote. Run for office.
Support animal rights.
I walk my talk inviting anarchy &
chaos to mother possible invention.
Possible. My most powerful courses
in the world. No power point need
apply occluding the power pointed
at: dog wagging tail at his teacher's
finger ignoring the partridge in the
peer tree.
"Peer pressure is forever. "
Apologic: apocalyptic maybe now
the veil torn or drawn and what
was covered exposed. The Emperor,
perhaps. O my yes: I’m sorry you
maybe didn’t want to see all that.
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"I walk my talk inviting anarchy & chaos to mother possible invention."
ReplyDeleteSocrates said his art of midwifery was to be practiced upon men. To recognize the still-born, lame half-truths and false opinions, cast 'em out, and to help deliver the true, the good (from Theaetetus).
I think you're a midwife, Sam, making room for chaos in the classroom; a little more birth and a little less dissection [Sit up straight! Hold still in front of this grade gun! Memorize this-that-and-the-other without taking hold!]. But I don't think you're "barren" though as Socrates thought of himself, just to say.
One of the things I liked about your teaching style and flaunting it too, was that a lot of the time others would try to toss out someone's opinion if it didn't walk right or had a gimp arm, and there's more richness in that dialectic than a nun with a ruler whipping you on the knuckles for messing up your multiplication tables. Conventionally, it's not practice-able. But writing then talking, open forum, there was space and time enough.
Apologies... just speaking in your defense; no necessary sorry in disrobing that poor old man.
-MAY
P.S. I enjoy reading what you write here.
Bless you, May--whoever you are. Full term Labor Delivery as opposed to Caesarean Short-Cuts is how I rationalize my mean ways. Alice in Wonderland Upside Down Flamingo & Hedgehog croquet, as opposed to Hard Mallets and Balls. Bless you, May--whoever you are.
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