Anyway, one of the first times I gave this assignment, I decided to do it myself during a faculty meeting. I mean, you have to do something during a faculty meeting, don't you, to avoid going bonkers with boredom? So I started writing down lines, and pretty soon I had two pages of a notebook filled, and...I realized...a poem about academic life.
So here it is.
MINUTES OF THE LAST MEETING
It wouldn't interfere with what we do;
I couldn't really poll the entire group.
Very, very briefly, here's the plan--
Elect the chairs of two committees first
(Able to run for these positions first)
Who'll want to lead the faculty towards greatness.
Within the AAC or SAC,
At least two people -- one is not enough –
The faculty at large will vote for chairs,
The AAC, I find, now having done it.
The AAC, last Monday, voted no
—Selected by the faculty at large—
And they pick someone who they think can lead.
Maybe the better thing would be to keep…
We have to somehow pull it all together.
Did everyone get a chance to sign the sheet?
There are seven searches underway
From a variety of different fields --
I know I’m getting questions all the time.
It’s not as academic a position,
The college writing program and the core.
There is the dean search, which is underway
A lot of applications were dismissed
This selection didn’t represent --
I don’t know anything about the search --
Is uppermost in everybody’s mind --
And in the end, of course, it’s Artine’s choice.