What delight I find
In contemplating school!
How I salivate
Over the courses!
For me,
Learning is
The master key to everything
Of value in life,
The beginning
And the ongoing purpose
For living.
Even love--
For what is love
If not the joy
Of learning
The endless nuances
Of the beloved?
So I look ahead
With anticipation
Of many years
Of unquenched learning.
May I never be replete!
Life is a learning process; we need to apply its lessons to our daily activities. We need to excercise not only our bodies, but our minds, as well, to keep sharp. :) Well stated, Rebecca.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.