A Metaphysical Poem
Some talk of Hegel. Some speak of Kant.
But permit me to speak of Susie Lamont
Who jumped for the Frisbee and there in the air
Was eternally present with no underwear.
This was in the Sixties. I was at Marquette.
By the bones of St. Thomas I see her there yet.
She taught me so much of becoming and being
"Help me Aristotle I can't believe what I'm seeing!"
And she was much sweeter than Hegel and Kant
So much more demure was Susie Lamont.
It happened so fast. The moment soon passed
Of Becoming and Being revealed.
Then she went away with her boyfriend Ray
And left me alone in the field.
Oh, that very day I took the philosopher's way
Went home alone as per plan
And for the rest of the day wrote a boring essay
That ended with three words: "What is Man?"
About "Oh what the loss is that the world is in process!"
And I cited Teilhard de Chardin.
--
Joseph Green
The Pleasant Reviewer
Headmaster, St. John Boscoe Laboratory School
Switchboard Captain, Hollywood Colonial Hotel
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