Teach the Tension
The world is dynamic and pulsing and dangerously alive. Why do we teach it as a static thing?
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?
T.S. Eliot’s poetic protagonist, J. Alfred Prufock, a favorite character from my high school reading, is permanently stuck. He sits in dull parlors and me…
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