Friday, January 25, 2008


One day he decided

to make friends with power.

So he carried his briefcase

with concern and kindliness,

courteously held

all the essays he read,

and studied the momentous mysteries

in the words

his students spoke.

He walked slowly

so as to listen

to the music his shoes made.

When he sat,

he sat like it was

an occasion of state,

like the chair was chosen

from the very best.

When he looked at his

colleagues and students,

he saw kings and queens

from distant, shadowy lands.

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