Ways of thinking about literature made the writer’s muse smile
She didn’t like nuns and dog’s breakfasts
Her teacher at school became confusingly unchangeable.
She wasn’t sharing so we heard bells toll,
What to read and what to shirk she dismayed us in her uncertainty;
books matter;
even that we revolved slowly in some planetary action for human salutations
This remade powerfully—the way to live;
to live improperly was to read art works
with the eyea of eagles
they affected me,and ironised other ways of seeing
the ambitions of over-arching theory and hence our being.
I was educated to love with all my heart