AFTER the torchlight red on sweaty faces  After the frosty silence in the gardens  After the agony in stony places  The shouting and the crying 325 Prison and place and reverberation  Of thunder of spring over distant mountains  He who was living is now dead  We who were living are now dying  With a little patience 330   Here is no water ( Read more... )

PHLEBAS the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,  Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep seas swell  And the profit and loss.                            A current under sea 315 Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell  He passed the stages of his age and youth  Entering the whirlpool.                            Gentile or Jew  O you who ( Read more... )

THE river's tent is broken: the last fingers of leaf  Clutch and sink into the wet bank. The wind  Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed. 175 Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song.  The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,  Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends  Or other testimony of summer ( Read more... )

THE Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,  Glowed on the marble, where the glass  Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines  From which a golden Cupidon peeped out  80 (Another hid his eyes behind his wing)  Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra  Reflecting light upon the table as  The glitter of her jewels rose to meet ( Read more... )

APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding  Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing  Memory and desire, stirring  Dull roots with spring rain.  Winter kept us warm, covering         5 Earth in forgetful snow, feeding  A little life with dried tubers.  Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee  With a shower of rain; we stopped in the ( Read more... )

I apologize, but I will eventually get to writing about my life, despite that I'm writing more for my sake than anyone else's.

This is just an entry to display a set of chess pieces that I've been collecting for a long time now, and finally finished around Valentine's Day, 2007. I have to say that it's the most beautiful and intriguing chess sets I' ( Read more... )

Today, I devoured an entire book. It was rather short- two-hundred and eleven pages is short for what I'm used to.

But God, it was delicious.

I am completely looking forward to doing that kind of reading again, and this time, not because I have a class assignment hanging over my head. I was thrilled, as I moved along her simple yet enchanting ( Read more... )

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Sorry for the lack of an entry yesterday...today I'll try to do two.

When I was a sophmore in high school, I was forced to act in a play called The Hobbit. I met some people, one of which was Rae Rinaldi...or Laura, I don't know what she goes by anymore. I didn't give her, or anyone there, much thought. Neither did she to me.

That following summer, ( Read more... )

Okay, so the second day is reserved for my twinny-twin-twin, Cat!

What can I honestly say about her? Well...I don't think that just words could do her justice...

So, Cat, when you get this message, I will send you three songs for a mini-Cat soundtrack:

01. The Producers: Springtime for Hitler
And now it's...
Springtime for Hitler and Germany
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