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“It’s astounding the first time you realize that a stranger has a body – the realization that he has a body makes him a stranger. It means that you have a body, too. You will live with this forever, and it will spell out the language of your life.”
— If Beale Street Could Talk, James Baldwin
“To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.”
— Mary Oliver, excerpt of “In Blackwater Woods”, from Devotions
Mahmoud Darwish (trans. Mohammad Shaheen), Like a Hand Tattoo in an Ode by an Ancient Arab Poet
James Baldwin.
Louise Glück, from “Faithful and Virtuous Night.”
Between flowers and my internship in a lovely archive.
in life updates: decided to enroll in a notoriously difficult class this semester. civil law is my achilles heel, and i also wanted to force myself into better study habits and time management. last week, i took the midterm and braced myself for a fail: despite improvements in the way i prepared for class and spoke during cold calls, i'd still been struggling over the semester. after the exam ended, i went and checked the schedule for dropping classes. one week later. dear reader, i passed.
in honor of today’s poll—some of my poetry shelves!
tuesday 6th october 2020
working on history this evening and revising the texts for english literature
Ursula K. Le Guin, from The Left Hand of Darkness
back in summer when i was reading the yellow wallpaper and outlining my novel.
credit: dionwrites | instagram
Victoria Chang, from "The Islands, 1961" (for Agnes Martin)
So I'm working at a research institute near Oxford for the next few days, helping one of my group members get some good data for their thesis. I came a day early to see Oxford and visit some friends and it was cool to walk streets and think of Babel as I did. Now it's time for research and no real sleep schedule but I'm excited all the same.
Final days.
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