I remember evaluating Donald Junkins,
the poet who was my professor in the fall
of 1990. Junkins taught a course called

"Reading Poetry." Brashly, I thought

I knew at least as much as he did, so

I commented, "What strength I have's

mine own," quoting Prospero's epilogue.
Silly young egotist! I had forgotten the

next four words: "Which is most faint"!