Best Dewey Poems

Dewey Hicks

1900-1918

It burns, burns still.

This sweating insidious fever.

This slippery revolting slide

Down down down into the hole here!

I’m on fire mom! More ice!

Strawberries, sweet strawberries!

Please, please something sweet, something

Something cold, some ice 

Yes, ice for my parched tongue!

I can still taste!

I can still hear!

But, but I...

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Vermont's phlosopher/teacher John Dewey
advocated art sans ennui
Suggesting the genre '  experiential'
practitioners fulflled their potential...

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I could never understand
the cataloger's best laid plan.
Books in libraries, numbered screwy
in a system made by Dewey....

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