Fall Cleaning
Expect, when I’m seventy, a frenzy of throwing things out,
for then I’ll presumably know (as best one can know
from a lifetime’s accumulated wisdom, or at least what
passes), that no poor graduate student will go
rootling through my files to squeeze out a dissertation
for a doctorate, a tenure-track job at a small state college,
getting cited (assuming his thesis garners publication
by a comparatively respectable scholarly press)
in other people’s footnotes, thus advancing all knowledge
three butterfly steps.
And here's the lyric turn:
“What’s all this piffle, in the dance of eternity? Less
is notoriously more!” (Sing it out, every minimalist!)
“There ain’t no storage units in Jerusalem the Blest!”
The shredder beckons. The stove replies, “I burn.”
—NDH 6.viii.2010
Nick Humez taught mythology at Montclair State University. In retirement he works as an indexer for scholarly presses and makes silver jewelry which he sells worldwide. We will have another of his poems later this month.
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