Impressions while teaching the privileged at a prestigious university. Just a stone's throw away ...


Cambridge

Small yatchs dot the harbor
Can you see them?
A thousand points of light … How pretty!

Percival leads his polo pony into its stall
Charles lobs a tennis ball
Indeed, yes, they are an altogether exalted lot, my students.
My young men.

Jaunty, bouncing, brilliant with privilege,
and its attendant attributes:
Confidence, optimism.

Summering in Newport or Martha’s Vineyard,
Still children only several years away from little boyhood,
digging on a beach, constructing great towers in the sand.
Mother is never far away.

“come now, Preston, Theodore, Sterling, to lunch, to lunch!”

The winds blow gently on them,
in the distance a boat’s mast bisects the horizon,
“On Donner, on Blitzen,”

The extraordinary place where they’ve detected
already great mathematical properties, harmonies, proportions.
with their natural aptitude for living,
Their love of assonance and pleasure.

Lobsters, crabs, prime rib,
"Wellfleet oysters, please," on their plates.

Danger is still some ways away.
It is part of their ease, their largesse
To believe it is elsewhere, and always shall be so.

Even in these times, they are protected,
or so they think.
A modern day plague, then, or so they say.
A ravaging death, police brutality, never!
rising seas, climate change ... sure,
but not for them, only for the poor and the desolate of the world.
Ashe




Poetry by Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-01-30 at 05:37

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
So true. Privilege lives with its head in the sand and hands in other people's pockets. I suppose that is rather cynical. This is a great piece. People really do live in different worlds.
2016-02-04


Ivan R
A very strong take on the rich and privilaged, the "dumb ones" actually, because they only know their little world, told by their parents that it is the biggest of worlds .. how little they know about it all.

" Danger is still some ways away.
It is part of their ease, their largesse
To believe it is elsewhere, and always shall be so."
2016-02-02


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
You've portrayed them perfectly, Ashe. They're nice enough kids, smart, generous with their friends, a little intolerant of everyone else. As they grow older and more successful, it becomes ever harder to convince them that they aren't uniquely virtuous and capable. They're just lucky.
2016-01-31


Rob Graber
Strong indictment of social inequality. "Can you see them?" This poem helps with that.
2016-01-30


Deeps
Truly impressed..!!!
2016-01-30


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
this is spot on and brilliant. it isn't judgmental, simply the facts, undeniable. your vision is conveyed with utter clarity. i see it, hear it, feel it.

i can judge, and wish for comeuppance, but life doesn't work that way, and, in all fairness, it isn't their fault, one doesn't chose their birthright, rich or poor.

and, it made me laugh, “come now, Preston, Theodore, Sterling, to lunch, to lunch!”

thank you for that as well.
2016-01-30