Think and Do.

A poem that maybe Michael would appreciate. It mentions both philosophy and underwear; now that's thought provoking!

Think and Do by Rob Padgett

I always have to be doing something, accomplishing some-

thing, fixing something, going somewhere, feeling purposeful,

useful, competent - even coughing, as I just did, gives me the

satisfaction of having "just cleared something up." The phone

bill arrives and minutes later I've written the check. The world

starts to go to war and I shout, "Hey, wait a second, let's think

about this!" and they lay down their arms and ruminate. Now

they are frozen in postures of thought, like Rodin's statue, the

one outside Philosophy Hall at Columbia. His accomplish-

ments are muscular. How could a guy with such big muscles be

thinking so much? It gives you the idea that he's worked all his

life to get those muscles, and now he has no use for them. It

makes him pensive, sober, even depressed sometimes, and

because his range of motion is nil, he cannot leap down from

the pedestal and attend classes in Philosophy Hall. I am so

lucky to be elastic! I am so happy to be able to think of the

word elastic! I am so happy to be able to think of the

word elastic, and have it snap me back to underwear, which

reminds me: I have to do the laundry soon.