Wandering the same afternoon with my face turn’d up to the clouds, or...– Walt Whitman, “Song of Myself”
She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i’ the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. Twelfth Night, II, iv, 114-16
In the rain the pavement shines like silver All the lights are misty in the...
I get away stealing romance from those who have left it behind i’ll be the step in your slow dance this time Why feel foolish we’re smiling a grade school romance with wine i’ll be the tick-tock in your wrist watch be mine a break in the rain that’s real… nothing’s the same and still like home like (?) all in the park under rain clouds a shot in the dark for a kiss a heart to be stored...
That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such...
And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be, are full of trees and...– Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
I am fascinated by the moon. To me it represents loneliness, brilliance, beauty, serenity, mystery and joy all at once. The past couple of days it has been so bright and clear in the sky. I love being able to see the moon faintly in the sky when the sun is out…it always comes back. I’ve always tried…unsuccessfully to capture the beauty of the moon in a picture…it just never...
So…I was totally going to post a kind of farewell to Thailand etc. BUT (story of my life) the whole thing deleted on me…probably due to my lack of internet understanding. Anyway, I’ve always been torn between places although I think there was a time when I was terrified of stepping out of my comfort zone. I was perfectly happy being home and doing the same things everyday. Now...
Read this article. This past weekend I went to the Thai-Burma border for one of my classes. I’ve been reading about Burma all semester, but this experience put everything into a totally different perspective for me. I just wanted to share this article with everyone back home in case they don’t know who Aung San Suu Kyi is. But even this is only a fraction of the entire story.
Top ten songs I love to sing
To be real with you, there are very few songs that I don’t enjoy singing along to. If I had to make a list of the top ten songs I love to sing over and over again these would be it… 1. The Way I Am by Ingrid Michaelson I love all of Ingrid’s songs but I find myself singing this one the most. I think I remember the lyrics the most and it’s adorable and funny at the same...
"The Clod and the Pebble"
‘Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds a heaven in hell’s despair.’ So sung a little clod of clay, Trodden with the cattle’s feet, But a pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: ‘Love seeketh only Self to please, To bind another to its delight, Joys in...
Trekking in Mae Hong Son
(Photo credit: Natalie Knowlton) “The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough” –Rabindranath Tagore Another vibrant one fluttered by, pausing for only a moment on a fallen leaf. She wishes she could live the life of a butterfly, maybe just for one day. They don’t live very long but they are graced with such beauty and elegance. Our trip to Pai began with the...
One Week To Go
So I’m leaving for Thailand in one week. Mainly I’m just freaking out! I’m nervous about all sorts of things and the list keeps piling up. I’ve started to realize that I am going to miss school and Vermont a lot more than I originally thought. I have so many amazing friends that I will miss terribly. I’m only realizing now how lucky I am. Anyway, so instead of...