it was time to move on
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FIND ME AT CLUSH

adieu, all-girl's school. adieu plaid skirts and knee socks, adieu red neckties and dormitory study parties; adieu annie wright. perhaps i'm supposed to say something profound now, about how i'm ready to take on the world and make the most of my ambition. perhaps i was supposed to cry when i hugged my friends for the last time, maybe i should have ( Read more... )

on this, the first day of spring, i made my way to the airport at five in the morning. i felt anxious and the stars were pressing themselves up against the windshield as we drove. i would have rolled down the window to embrace them all, let them fall into my lap, but once the sun broke open on the eastern horizon they began their slow retreat into ( Read more... )

never before have i experienced such a comforting winter. in years past i've found only melancholia in the season, but for a reason unknown i've been very lighthearted and optimistic as of late. unintentionally my thoughts continue to drift eastward, but it isn't just the cross-over of borders that has me enthralled; it's the continual orbit of the ( Read more... )

JULY, TEN YEARS AGOthere has always been war. war is raging throughout the world at the present moment. and there is little reason to believe that war will cease to exist in the future. as man has become increasingly civilized, his means of destroying his fellow man have become ever more efficient, cruel and devastating. is it possible to put an ( Read more... )

thursday. 5 may, 1945. sixty years ago on this very day, as the second world war was dwindling to a close, the german army stormed through the streets of prague and occupied the city. the radio station was in the midst of the violence and the angry fire of bullets could be heard in the background of the programme. "prague is in great danger. the ( Read more... )

i. the pathos of cholera. when first i watched you kissing her, the other woman, the other half of who you were then, i remember biting my lip and turning jealousy into a moaning reality. underneath your eyelids, warm and damp with nighttime visions, i became covert, i became your guardian! silently i absorbed you with the thawing winter; in time ( Read more... )

the tides have been fluctuating more than usual lately. i feel as though i'm rising and falling in distances only measurable in miles and the year after next i'd like to go home. thoughts of mine keep returning to the idea of a future near the rhine again, and then to foggy bottom. it's a difficult thing to say, that you're just wandering out in ( Read more... )

it is true that the heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, and it pins us to the ground. but in the love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man's body. therefore, the heaviest of burdens is simultaneously an image of life's most intense fulfillment. the heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the ( Read more... )