i was working in the writing center wednesday i think when a guy walked in for help on his paper he told me over and over that i had to go slow 'cause he had a disability very soft-spoken mexican guy so intense and eager he wrote a paper on darwinism and his paper flowed logically but there were some sentence level errors we corrected them the paper was better at the end he had written a poem for his son to sort of bridge the rift between his belief in darwin's theories and his belief in christianity there was little or no punctuation and this gave it a stream of consciousness vibe unintentional brilliance he told me that his son was afraid of the dark but now he is with God where it is light i cant remember the poem exactly but it had something to do with his son getting bit by a goldfish a big goldfish and him putting a bandaid on his finger telling his son it would be all right telling him that God was with him punctuation would have ruined it it moved me profoundly it had such a dreamlike vibe far removed from the rest of the paper i told him that it was wonderful he had very kind eyes and was soft-spoken and thanked me he was very intense and eager

going to canada today i cant wait its raining outside i woke up to thunder rolling i didnt know what it was at first i thought the cats in the attic were having a brawl it is spring i had that moment that i have every year yesterday i took a great long walk and was on the bike trail near my house when i stopped and noticed that the woods were absolutely alive with sound birds and wind and over everything there was a great miraculous sunset and it was warm if not for the imminent trip to the great white north i would have gone home and shaved my beard outside the clouds are very dark inside it is very dark i await the kids they are coming thats my third monacle this week i really must stop being so horrified

then he said



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