Upon such days, with such-like sloth
who wants to study? And yet, alas,
exams impend, like it or not.
I guess we’ll have to work a little…
The book, however, seems stale bread,
it’s dry, it’s stiff, I can’t bite through.
We’ve overcome much more than that…
And now I spin in bacchanalias
of terms and systems’ orgies,
and I remember midst all that
what a boat my friendly boatman
had promised me the previous day –
and all the unfinished volumes
slam shut and on their shelf. It’s time!
~ From “The University Poem” by Vladimir Nabokov, whose controversial classic Lolita is the next text in this semester’s literary lineup at Claremont Graduate University