The Elusiveness of Knowledge
once upon a time in a classroom far away,
I knew this stuff at least well enough to ace a test.
and now, my understanding is as ethereal as a light fog
in San Francisco, landmarks visible for a moment,
only to be swallowed again, leaving me wondering
if I ever saw them in the first place.
I want to just know this again, have a feel for it,
know its truth, breathe it, apply it, sleep well at night.
See all the pixels in whatever resolution I choose.
instead, my understanding is so vague, so unsatisfying
at 11 p.m.at night, textbook open, my mind unable
once upon a time in a classroom far away,
I knew this stuff at least well enough to ace a test.
and now, my understanding is as ethereal as a light fog
in San Francisco, landmarks visible for a moment,
only to be swallowed again, leaving me wondering
if I ever saw them in the first place.
I want to just know this again, have a feel for it,
know its truth, breathe it, apply it, sleep well at night.
See all the pixels in whatever resolution I choose.
instead, my understanding is so vague, so unsatisfying
at 11 p.m.at night, textbook open, my mind unable
to absorb all that is there in plain sight.
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