More Yeats. I'm retiring after 38 years at Gallaudet. This will tell you how much I loved teaching mathematics, the joy I got from it.
from Vacillation
W.B. Yeats
IV
My fiftieth year had come and gone,
I sat, a solitary man,
In a crowded London shop,
An open book and empty cup
On the marble table-top.
While on the shop and street I gazed
My body of a sudden blazed;
And twenty minutes more or less
It seemed, so great my happiness,
That I was blessèd and could bless.
Read from Vacillation by W.B. Yeats, from Issue 116 of Poetry Ireland Review
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