So, the school publication is hosting their annual erotic poetry contest ( Read more... )

Valentine's Day is coming up and I spent last night and some hours of the morning with the only two people I would want valentines from. Further, I dreamt of them and all I'm left with is want. Waking hours are the least satisfying of those which I spend here. The last sentence was not true. But I love when I dream, even when everyone in the dream( ( Read more... )

I don't know what to say or where to begin or what I want to remember in this. I've been sneezing infrequently and my dad's asleep behind me. I'm listening to the mix cd that my new friend shelby jean (!!!) sent me after I brought her mcvitie's as a thank-you gift for showing me around campus. I read my first platonic dialogue and was deliriously ( Read more... )

Today I spent a substantial amount of time comparing translations of The Iliad, as well as some of Plato's works, including Phaedo, Apology, and Creto. I have yet to purchase any of the Plato texts, but I did buy The Iliad translated by Robert Fitzgerald, a rendition that I much prefer to that of Fagels ( Read more... )

This is to say that I am at this moment tied into some form of an abyss, that the forever which lies ahead is transient and broken, full of torn paths and twisted pavement, confusion being the only thing upon which I may rely ( Read more... )