[stylist] Poem - "Reed College" - Final Draft

[William L Houts]

HI Poets,

Here's one I wrote some time ago, but which I haven't really shown to 
anybody.  I think it's a pretty friendly poem, but then I would, being 
its papa and all.


--Bill


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Reed College

It's a school of global fame,

thronged with wits and prodigies.

a scholar's earth: I flunked,

though I clearly belonged.

There's a joke in that,

though it's taken thirty years to laugh.

I've come to awareness, call it,

by other paths.I've studied

magicians and witches, the wisdom

gain from walking backwards

through mirrors, and forwards

through minds also untroubled by schools,

by rules of mental engagement.

There's joy in that, and reason and rue,

like walking kneewise through desert,

sweltering sick

and finding fountains cold,

and gracious as mother.

It's surprising, sustaining and true:

I don't recommend it.























-- 


"Oh, Sophie!  Whyfore have you eated all de cheeldren?"