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Dec

by jreece1992

Prompt: I’m wingin’ it.

Thoughts on a Liberal Arts Education

Isn’t it sad that your life is determined

by your ability to diagram sentences,

or find the cosine of some letter

that you never get the real value for?

 

Because my life will neither be driven,

nor centered around, sequencing

the DNA code of a bacteria known to no one

outside of the labs of pharmaceutical companies,

 

yet I still have slept eyes wide open for hours

tinkering with amino acids or agarose gels,

and proving geometric theorems that I have

already forgotten about before I leave the room.

 

I have goals and ends to be met that are only

clouded by uncertainty because I am slave

to my interest, or lack thereof,

in American history prior to 1850.

 

Comments

  1. Ariel on 12.06.2012

    While I can definitely relate to the idea behind the poem and find some wit within it, I would perhaps suggest building a little more of this, perhaps adding in more imagery or simply restructuring your lines/line breaks to add more fluidity.

    A suggestion:
    “yet I still have slept [with] eyes wide open for hours
    tinkering with amino acids or agarose gels,
    proving geometric theorems that I [will]
    already [have] forgotten
    [by the time] I leave the room.

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