When you write
- I was told -
you should write
as if
a worker is checking on you
over your shoulder.
You should be careful
with every choice of
word, preposition, grammatical tenses.
Or else
you might fail
your class.
So I was told
And so I have written
Until a few years ago
When
The examiner
wasn't behind me
but instead
in front of me.
More like an oral exam
rather than written.
She asked me:
- What is the solution?
I parroted some trivialities
which I read in textbooks,
capitalism, bourgeoisie, alienation, hegemony, class consciousness
- the usual stuff.
She wasn't satisfied:
- What's the answer?
My eyes shined.
I had studied that part:
revolution!
She was even less satisfied:
- Show your work.
*
From here
to there,
step by step
each step with rigorous proof.
My blood pressure spiked.
I could feel my heart in my head.
What the hell?
A centuries-old open question
could not be in an exam
Could it?
Perhaps.
It's the finals, after all.
You never know.
*
But also
you do know
I do know
Facing the examiner
facing the class,
class is also facing me.
We have a problem to solve
or else we'll fail.
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