{"id":6260,"date":"2015-02-16T22:22:16","date_gmt":"2015-02-17T02:22:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/arts.umich.edu\/ink\/?p=6260"},"modified":"2015-02-16T22:22:16","modified_gmt":"2015-02-17T02:22:16","slug":"sick-pome-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/2015\/02\/16\/sick-pome-2\/","title":{"rendered":"sick pome"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When you&#8217;re sick, easy things become hard. Simple things develop the complexity of string theory, and feel oh so very trivial at the same time.<\/p>\n<p>Such is the case with this sick student and his homework. Here&#8217;s an old pome that describes how I feel about it and also doesn&#8217;t at all:<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Homework Song<\/p>\n<p>After Mark Levine<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Henri. Look. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s morning.<\/p>\n<p>You watch me scramble: clock from my ear, sand<\/p>\n<p>from my pocket. I am a mirror, a two-way<\/p>\n<p>lazy susan. I spin on my nose and walk<\/p>\n<p>in circles. I am a lens, I am convex. I magnify, concentrate<\/p>\n<p>light rays like old friends, I pull their hairs<\/p>\n<p>through the head of a pin, one at a time. You left,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Henri, how could you, my nose full of tobacco<\/p>\n<p>and lint. I live just south of you. My voice is all funny.<\/p>\n<p>I am the Way and the Truth: I lick your shoes and you<\/p>\n<p>don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m here.<\/p>\n<p>I also sing and dance, very slowly. When I see<\/p>\n<p>a stop sign, I tie my limbs together. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s easy for Henri,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>the rabbit taught him, out of the box. But me? I<\/p>\n<p>ain\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t Jack. I scratch my feet with a hammer, my soles<\/p>\n<p>are too thick. I talk to plants about the weather.<\/p>\n<p>I smell like television. They don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t trust me,<\/p>\n<p>I seem to have it all together. I am ceramic<\/p>\n<p>that hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t been fired yet. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m this close to finding out.<\/p>\n<p>We find out when we break. I run around telling folks<\/p>\n<p>to have a seat. I bisect myself, whistle, cough<\/p>\n<p>up tortilla chips at the crowd\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s feet. Give \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcem just<\/p>\n<p>what they want: salsa<\/p>\n<p>all over the place. But now I know<\/p>\n<p>I prefer chervil to cilantro, I am Jacque I say<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>bonjour, I am not a pen. I am dry. I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stand still. Itch<\/p>\n<p>my head til it burns. I shed my fur in the summer. I am the 8-ball<\/p>\n<p>on the lip of the corn hole. I am black and white. I am an easy win.<\/p>\n<p>The light approaches and I become the earth. I spin<\/p>\n<p>on my axis, elongate into an oval, careen.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Henri says I am a gutter.<\/p>\n<p>I think I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m just the distal toe.<\/p>\n<p>He crawls into the fridge, and I<\/p>\n<p>Take the low rack of the oven.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When you&#8217;re sick, easy things become hard. Simple things develop the complexity of string theory, and feel oh so very trivial at the same time. Such is the case with this sick student and his homework. Here&#8217;s an old pome that describes how I feel about it and also doesn&#8217;t at all: &nbsp; Homework Song [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":198,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6260"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/198"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6260"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6260\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6261,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6260\/revisions\/6261"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6260"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6260"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6260"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}