3.7: Pleasures of Poetry
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Dorothy noticed a sign as she walked down the corridor:
Please pick up a copy of the reading for Pleasures of Poetry for Saturday, January 15.
"Another IAP activity I don't have time for," she sighed, "but let's have a look in any case."
She reached into the envelope on the floor, lifted out a sheet, and began reading. "They call this poetry?! This is almost as bad as that doggerel the Tin Woodsman showed me last Valentine's Day."
Leah G. Troody (1967-) THE HUNTER'S SONG As a purplish shade to a donor to Yale, Or a vessel off ground to a common relation, A worker ill paid to an age large in scale, Or an aspect of sound to a marked aspiration; As these things relate, so does what this is not To a key piece of data which seems to be sought! Pleasures of Poetry, Prof. Marty Conostese, January 15