26 January 2011

Class Today!

Looking forward to seeing my students at 12:30. We will end at 1:25, so that I can catch the 1:38 bus. Here is a famous Wallace Stevens poem about winter in case you were feeling too chipper.

The Snow Man

                                         by Wallace Stevens

One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;

And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter

Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,

Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.