On the Nature of Aestgetics

If you’re studying aesthetics,
Beauty, art, and endless grace,
But your stomach feels pathetic,
And imploded your face,

If the Russian Revolution
In your belly burns and swells,
If the only bright solution –
Send the world to fire and hell,

If your eyes, replete with tears,
Burn and scream, and beg and smart,
But your book – the highest of tiers
On philosophy and art,

If your mind is spinning madly,
And your spine  - a curvy bridge.
How would you solve this medley,
With your patience on the fringe? –

If you’re studying aesthetics,
If your head is in a whirl,
If your mind is like confetti…-
Step into the learned world,

To the library, and venture
But a modest look and gaze:
She’s aesthetics, with a vengeance:
Manner, manners, eyes, and face.

And your stomach comes to order,
And your mind is set to rights,
And your studies moving forward;
Best of students – laughing, bright.

Smarting eyes? – the smart solution:
Watch the girl who’s charming smart.
Soothed the Russian Revolution
By her elegance and art…

The “librarian adventure” –
Mass on beauty solved at last.

Will she frame this for a century?
Or produce a hearty slap?