Stand up, we advise. Move around.
Stay light on your mental feet.
I remember a man in a swamp,
waist-deep, with a rope, saving an impala.
It’s young and terrified, but it trusts him.
Or maybe it’s in shock, and he’s the last resort.
He knows the swamp: the sticky weight of words
that suck you down. You have to keep moving
till you find your feet. Don’t worry
about how you look. Mud washes off.
He tugs on one leg, then another, hoists the back
end onto slightly firmer swamp. Then hauls
with his own life rope. The impala
permits this indignity and does not kick.
Now it’s on solid ground. He pulls it upright,
one leg at a time. It blinks and bounds away.
I hope it will return some day, if only
for a letter of recommendation. The only way
to get through the swampy part of the semester:
get down in the mud and struggle
with your students. Share your own rope.

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Yesterday’s prompt was, “Write a how-to.” And my colleague Matt Rossi had posted on Facebook, How do I get through my grading without getting all grumpy? So this.