Life is too short
To be spent on a
5504
More than a year and
a half
It has split me
into two halves
One half pokes me
to go
Find horizons to
explore
Art to experience
People to greet
Alive John Deweys
Hear their stories,
sitting in a Turkish café
See how they think
in Hebrew, Serbian, Greek or Malay
Acquire a global
cultural literacy
Analyze a universe
of discourse
Unquite myself and
say how all is fair
In love, war, and
education
Change my mind and
others’ minds
And make love like porcupines
One half says: stay
Because you cannot
always runaway
The way you did
from your kindergarten
So I stay
Sit on a floral
armchair
And release my
imagination
Find variations on
a blue guitar
See, hear, feel, empathize,
enjoy and cry
I trace the origins
of the English departments
To the 19th
century and so on
Humanities curriculum
To the Middle Ages and
Renaissance
Then industrial age
and modern times
Like Socrates, I
know that I know nothing at all
I am no longer
clueless in academia
University is a
part of the universe
There is not more
contentment out there
So I return to
myself
Here is a lot to
learn
To read and write
About life
Just that life
Life is too short
