My nonfiction professor is in some kind of a committee wherein they decide whether or not students graduating with a degree in English are meeting their "Expected Outcomes." There are a series of statements for each major on campus with this title and these statements are the objectives of the entire department in assuring a well-rounded education in each field of study.
Having said that, my professor came to class today with a quiz for us to take on poetry. Apparently the chair of the English Department feels that this is a weak area for students graduating with an English degree.
So there are about 5 different poems and 18 questions with regards to analyzation of said poetry as well as mechanics and technical terms. The tests were anonymous, much to my delight because I wouldn't call myself any kind of expert on poetry. However, of the 18 questions, I got 16 right. Before you go jumping for joy I would like to make a disclaimer here. I had to make what I call a guess on about 12 of those questions. I can analyze meaning just fine, but get into the technical terms and I'm out. I was thrilled with the results, even though nobody but me and my reading public will know of my self-proclaimed brilliance in poetry. Needless to say I came out of that class feeling like a million bucks. Deep in my intellectual soul there must be some knowledge lurking that comes to the surface in the form of a "go with your gut" kind of feeling when I'm under pressure.