A palindrome to get you home. 

Nur manchmal schiebt der Vorhang der Pupille
sich lautlos auf –. Dann geht ein Bild hinein,
geht durch der Glieder angespannte Stille –
und hört im Herzen auf zu sein.

–Rainer Maria Rilke

Only sometimes the pupil’s curtain slides open

And a picture falls in

Passes through their tight and silent being

Heard in the heart, goes out within.*

*…talk in my p-p-p-poor translation  

I cannot in good conscience ask you to write a 15 page paper during finals week.  This would reduce the art of writing to counting pages.  Rote compliant standardization reduces research and reflection to rough drafts and peer review-parroting dogma to measure and manage.  This practice is obsolete and harmful to efficient exchange of thought (in) today (’s society).  Filler memes are mundane!

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