Philosophy
This is a great summarization of my University years. I studied at the University of Western Ontario and at the University of Toronto. Mind you I should have said that I consumed my fair share of beer, for studying was the least of my concerns. I took a break in the middle to join the church, leave the church, and drink more beer. As a result I recall little of my univeristy daze, save the gleam from the rail at the bar.
Poem: “Philosophy” by Daniel Hoffman, from Makes you Stop and Think © George Braziller Publishers.
Philosophy
In sophomore year the great philosopher,
Then ninety, out of retirement came, to pass
His wisdom on to one more generation.
Reading his last lecture to our class,
That afternoon the mote-filled sunlight leaned
Attentively with purpose through the tall
Windows in amber buttresses that seemed
To gird the heavens so they wouldn’t fall.
The blaze of his white mane, his hooded eyes,
The voice that plumbed us from reflection’s skies
So far above temptation or reward—
The scene has never left my mind. I wrote
His lecture down, but, in an old trunk, my notes
Have crumbled, and I can’t recall a word.
From the Writer’s Almanac by Garrison Keillor
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