Culture December 21, 2011

At Pratt Institute, in Brooklyn, New York, I teach a writing workshop called “Daily Life.” Students read poets, philosophers, essayists, and novelists, each of whom emphasizes, in one way or another, the sheer fleetingness of time. Chinese poet Tu Fu describes life as “whirling past like drunken wildfire.” Twelve hundred years later American poet James Schuyler says: “A few days / are all we have. So count them as they pass. They pass too quickly / out of breath.”