March 28, 2010
February 21, 2010
The More Loving One
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
February 12, 2010
look, ma! i'm on the internet!
low log is a site that was started up officially just yesterday by two sarah lawrence grads. have a look around, and spread that link far and wide. there is some good writing on there.
hmmm.... a longer, more real, and less self-promoting post soon to come.
January 26, 2010
my best friend, stephanie, future politico/high power attorney, is taking her first poetry class and i get to hear about it!