this professor
who taught astronomy
was overweight and wore a knitted sweater
He had a PhD in astrophysics
and I could tell that he loved his subject
by how he said Andromeda
the girl sitting next to me
made fun of his sweater
“He wears it every single day
look at the stains
look at the holes.”
it was her way of making small talk
when the lights went out
I liked him
immediately
and she didn’t look half-bad in the dark
but I kept hearing what she said
and her criticisms were so far away from any conversation I wanted to have
I think the professor drank beer at night
maybe it was how he spoke
with a delayed voice
that went too high
He poured over his star maps
and graded papers
in his small office
and some would say he was a lonely man
but he had the stars.
Just Poetry 
Strangely touching . . .
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Yes, I see him differently now; interesting how time offers perspective.
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I know just what you mean. I’ve had the same experience.
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We sometimes, allowed other people’s opinions of someone affect our own beliefs and opinions about that same person, preventing us from really know the individual for who s/he is for ourselves…
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Couldn’t have said it better myself!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
reminds me of a couple of my biology professors!
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Glad you enjoyed the post!!!
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YOWZA, YOWZA-! 😀
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