When you think of it, that would be a pretty darn good education. I don’t know how one would grade the taking care of domestic animals. But still.
When I read this last summer, it seemed familiar. Then I remembered that poet-critic-translator Clayton Eshelman refers to this “daydream College for Bards” in the sections of essay “Novices,” which appears in the collection Conversant Essays.
Why did I remember?
Because Mark Rudman assigned the book in a class I took. In graduate school.