from The Teacher's Voice
2009/10 Chapbook Contest Winner
Disrupting Consensus
Michael S. Glaser
How Do I Know, Yakusan?
“But what is the meaning
of the red wheel-barrow
glazed with rainwater?”
a student who wanted to know, asked
and the professor did not scoff
or profess but silently looked around
for someone who would respond
someone, perhaps, who had read Pound
and knew about imagism, or maybe even
the Chinese ideogram, someone, if nothing else,
who had at least lived on a farm. . .
and, the professor thought, if there were no response
to the invitation of his silence,
then he might ask another question,
but what happened was the visitor:
a high school senior who had shaved her head
and was thinking of matriculating
to the professor’s college –
and she raised her hand, and when the professor nodded,
she asked, “isn’t the meaning of the red wheelbarrow
the same as the meaning of the cypress tree in the courtyard?”
And the professor paused
and the students in the class
looked at each other
and then the bell rang
its own invitation,
and what do you suppose happened next?
Beauty/Truth
“A human work is nothing other than a lengthy journey
to recover by the detours of art the two or three simple and great
images by which the heart was first opened.”
....Albert Camus
Professors now, we no longer
flip through the pages of Playboy,
but open instead works of poetry,
searching for the delights of form
and imagination, the naked truth,
the excitement of our youth:
“Look! Here! See how this works!”
We exclaim about the symbol, the metaphor,
the allusions to Dante or Desdemona
as though we were young again
sitting on the street corner with our friends,
studying the pages of our fathers’ magazines
exclaiming together, “Look! Here! The lines!
The shape! Amazing!”
-- phrases we had heard, and would try on,
preparation, perhaps, for our professing
with such insistence that what we see
is what there is to see,
truth and beauty,
spread out before our minds,
the outer and inner eye,
both seeing, both blind.