Tuesday, September 18, 2007

part one to the new chapbook by me

How the ocean fell upon me once
tapering to a slender point
all that I’d forgotten

I was a channel, suddenly
less virulent
decayed against the blast of
rust or oak

a new ignorance became a new living arrangement
and later, the marriage bed:

inambulatory in feeling
      or intolerable
      or maybe I was only hungry

or I was in the woods
wanting to be in the water.


Friday, September 14, 2007

why why why why why why why.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

week one

I am translating Seutonius, The Life of Vespasian, from Latin into English. It takes about 30 minutes to an hour to do 5 lines. There are about 50 lines per week. Insanity!

I am also translating segments this week from the New Testament into Ancient Greek, which oddly is not taking me as much time. Apparently I internalize Greek better than Latin, according to my Greek prof. How strange that is. I suppose it has something to do with the fact that I get the abstract and am turned on by obscurity in both image and in theory.

In other news, my non-fiction workshop seems like it might be quite good. Mark Dow, visiting US writer, has set up some good reading materials. And just maybe his schedule isn't going to kill me.

My final class is what I'm most excited about. I'm finally allowing myself time to take Existentialism, where I'm going to be reading selections from Sartre, Camus, Neitzche, Dostoevsky, Kierkegaard and maybe Heidegger. Fantastic. It's not the "ism" necessarily that has me thrilled, but all the intricacies I've yet to discover about said authors. To read philosophy is to better understand oneself.

It is unfortunate that philosophy is not an acceptable method of conversion these days. Or can be used to buy things like lives and chocolate.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

I start school today, yay!
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