January 2012
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The Weekly Walt: "I Will Take an Egg Out of the...
Since I’m currently writing poem on the holiness of life’s details:
I will take an egg out of the robin’s nest in the orchard, I will take a branch of gooseberries from the old bush in the garden, and go and preach to the world; You shall see I will not meet a single heretic or scorner, You shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them, You shall see me showing a scarlet...
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“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back carelessly into the past.”
– From F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby, one of the most haunting last lines of all literature.
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From "The Tempest," one of Shakespeare's final...
Miranda:
“Do you love me?”
Ferdinand:
“O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound, And crown what I profess with kind event If I speak true; if hollowly, invert What is best boded me to mischief. I, Beyond all limit of what else i’ th’ world, Do love, prize, honor you.”
From “The Tempest,” Act III/Sc. I from The Folger Shakespeare...
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Verses that speak to the soul; a poem by Robert...
Have you ever come across a piece of poetry or prose that seemed like it was written just for you? The kind of literature that makes your jaw drop a little, gives you a familiar sense of wonder and light that feels absolutely delicious?
Maybe it’s just because I’m a huge literature nerd (and English major, natch), but when this happens to me, it’s a bit of a religious...
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The Weekly Walt: "Beginning my Studies."
In honor of my second first day of school (one of the pleasanter aspects of having a differing schedule for each day of the week), this poem:
Beginning my studies, the first step pleas’d me so much, The mere fact, consciousness - these forms - the power of motion, The least insect or animal - the senses - eyesight - love; The first step, I say, aw’d me and pleas’d me so much, I...
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A meditation on the first day of school.
It’s that time again, when spiral notebooks still bear virgin pages and one’s planner hasn’t yet been annotated into illegibility - the first day of a new semester. Coming back to school in the spring always bears a different sentiment than returning in the autumn; after the summer’s torrid stupor I bear a striking resemblance to Simon and Garfunkel’s “59th...
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“He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions...”
– From F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby, perhaps one of the most melancholy and lovely novels (and annotated) novels in my library.
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Saturday Rewind: January 8th - 14th.
In which I cover my bases just in case you missed some of this week’s general awesomeness.
January 9th: Mixtape Monday - No. 1: Neon Lightbox
January 10th: Doosday Tuesday - Morning, Doo
January 11th: The Weekly Walt - “An Old Man’s Thought of School” January 12th: Assorted Tomfoolery Thursday - On anagrams, book happiness and the porn crusade.
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Assorted Tomfoolery Thursday: On anagrams, book...
This week brings forth a veritable cornucopia of tomfoolery. First on the list, a rather snarky anagram generator suggested by Noelle. My anagram? “Hokey, Claimless Male.” I tried a few more with great results:
Albus Dumbledore - “A bulbous meddler.”
Gandalf the Grey - “Deftly anger hag.”
Hermione Granger - “Ignore her German.”
Walt Whitman -...
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The Weekly Walt: "An Old Man's Thought of School"
I’ve often discussed my unabashed love for Uncle Walt. If there was any author that could bring me to tears, it would be him (and perhaps Elie Wiesel). Being that my blog is beginning to narrow its focus to self-actualization and growth, it seems only appropriate that the Good Grey Poet make more regular appearances. Thusly, I offer to you ‘The Weekly Walt,’ your healthy dose of...
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Saturday Rewind: January 1st - 7th.
In which I cover my bases just in case you missed some of this week’s general awesomeness.
January 1st: Sunday Meditation - A Reflection on the New Year and Spiritual Inventory Popular Posts of 2011 Reading List of 2011 January 2nd: Mixtape Monday - Young the Giant
January 3rd: Doosday Tuesday - A Wild Doo
January 4th: Retrato Wednesday (GPOYW) - Feeling in the Dark Walt Whitman’s...
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Brown paper packages tied up with string; from...
Since I’ve recently begun renovating the blog, I’ve decided that I would really love to connect with the readers. Back a million years ago, when I didn’t have a social life and my blog friends were some of my only friends in college (the actuality of my first semester), I had pen-pals: Olivia and Marie. We sort of fell out of the habit of writing to each other (probably my fault,...
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Assorted Tomfoolery Thursday: On hipsters, racism...
It’s Thursday, which means it’s time for me to unveil a new weekly series for the blog: ‘Assorted Tomfoolery Thursday.’ Sometimes I just feel like sharing weird or offbeat stuff on the blog that would ordinarily feel really out of place. Enter ‘Assorted Tomfoolery Thursday,’ your weekly dose of bizarrely aggregated nonsense.
First on the list, a new television...
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"Darest Thou Now, O Soul," courtesy of Uncle Walt.
Darest thou now, O Soul, Walk out with me towards the Unknown Region, Where neither ground is for the feet, nor any path to follow?
No map there, nor guide, Nor voice sounding, nor touch of human hand, Nor face with blooming flesh, nor lips, nor eyes, are in that land. I know it not, O Soul; Nor dost thous - all is a blank before us; All waits, undream’d of, in that region - that...
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A collective chronicle of reads for 2011! And... →
In the past year, minus the collections of short stories, textbooks and online reading, my total reading count comes to forty-nine books, just short of reading one a week. I’m not really sure how I feel about this total. Many of the reads came as a result of my English major, and not of my own volition; however, I can honestly say many of the novels I was forced to read have earned a place...
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The posts who sit at the popular kids' table.
After combing through this year’s archives, I’ve looted out the bits and bobs that seemed to draw the most attention from regular readers. Here they are, in one tidy post! Just in case you felt like re-living your high school nightmare and wanted to rub elbows with some popular posts.
My Day Zero/Happiness Project: 101 in 1001
“My Commandments”, a la Gretchen...
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“Cooking is like love. It should be entered into with abandon or not at all.”
– Harriet Van Horne, a woman who sympathizes with my lovesick vegan exploits.
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A reflection on the New Year and a spiritual...
After the night’s celebrations, I often find the most nourishing activity for the beginning of the year to be a few hours of reflection. What’s been accomplished? What goals have been met? Taking stock and inventory of one’s life at regular intervals is always wise, but often in the flurry of activity around the uphill holiday climb from October to December, people lose sight of...
December 2011
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eyymandamarie asked: Lady! As a fellow inspiring writer, how did you pin yourself down into a major? I started in journalism and realized quickly it was not at all how I wanted to write.
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“Nothing is impossible to a willing heart.”
– John Heywood, a man who agrees with me that tapping into the power of the soul matters.
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Eating by the book - cleanly and colorfully.
As part of my Christmas bounty (which was composed primarily of dishes and towels), I received two vegan cookbooks, both by author Colleen Patrick-Goudreau: Color Me Vegan and The Joy of Vegan Baking.
Inspired by the veritable cornucopia of options in the texts, I rushed out last night and bought my own weight in produce. No meat, no eggs, no milk (just soy). I bought a weeny thing of sour cream...
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“What, exactly, is the lifecycle of a woman’s body doing under the...”
– Inga Muscio, on the field of birth control methods in her radical novel Cunt.
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Feminism and a big, uncomfortable word.
I’ve always identified as a feminist. It sort of fell on me in high school, when I realized that demanding my own course in life (minus husband, minus traditional gender roles, as an independent lady) had a delightful epithet attached to it.
In middle school - when I was a burgeoning teenager and just up to any trouble I could muster as a church devotee - I made my first feminist tracks...
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“Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the...”
– Mary Oliver, a woman who just plain speaks my language.
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“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last...”
– John Burroughs, a man who understands my thoughts as I ponder the season’s last hints of color.
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A quick note to regular readers.
It’s finals week, and that’s why I’m not around. Today my agenda includes writing an eight page paper, another three page paper and studying for an exam on Tuesday.
Let’s just say that it may be a while until I’m back in action.
November 2011
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From the creative writing blog!
This evening I’ve uploaded some content to my creative writing portfolio over at Becchime & Ink. Interested? I hope so!
Some teasers:
Sophia - Part One ”The package came on a Wednesday afternoon, wrapped in nonchalant brown paper, addressed to the only other Sophia at St. Bernadette’s Prep. This other Sophia - Lorenzini, that is - was so thin she was practically invisible, this popular,...
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