“A smart person should always strive to be precise,” said the philosophy professor.
The girl with pigtails raised her hand. Her friend sitting next to her turned her head, a little intrigued.
“What about poets?” she asked. Her friend smirked.
“What do you mean?” said the professor.
“Poets sometimes strive for ambiguity. It adds color. Ambiguity makes the reader’s imagination as much a part of the piece as the writer’s.”
The professor hadn’t anticipated this. The student wondered why the professor hadn’t considered this, and she wondered whether he indeed was following his own guideline of being precise with language.