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Friday, May 7th, 2004

Subject:because summer nights are warm enough for star gazing
Time:6:16 pm.
NAMING THE STARS

This present tragedy will eventually
turn into myth, and in the mist
of that later telling the bell tolling
now will be a symbol, or, at least,
a sign of something long since lost.

This will be another one of those
loose changes, the rearrangement of
hearts, just parts of old lives
patched together, gathered into
a dim constellation, small consolation.

Look, we will say, you can almost see
the outline there: her fingertips
touching his, the faint fusion
of two bodies breaking into light.
Joyce Sutphen
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Sunday, August 31st, 2003

Subject:but I did so like Billy Collins
Time:6:16 pm.
Congrats to Lousie Gluck (pron. glick) for becoming the new Poet Laureate.

THE RED POPPY
The great thing
is not having
a mind. Feelings:
oh, I have those; they
govern me. I have
a lord in heaven
called the sun, and open
for him, showing him
the fire of my own heart, fire
like his presence.
What could such glory be
if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters,
were you like me once, long ago,
before you were human? Did you
permit yourselves
to open once, who would never
open again? Because in truth
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered.

--L. Gluck
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Saturday, November 16th, 2002

Time:9:10 am.
I would like to announce that this shall be my last live journal entry! ba ba bum!!!!

Don't weep fellow journalists. It's for the best. And i promise I will continue to read on with your entries.

Farewell.

parting

is
such

sweet


sorrow.
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Thursday, November 14th, 2002

Time:12:28 pm.
Mood: cheerful.
it's cold out and I dislike the way it seeps into the marrow of my bones so that it takes me forever to get warm.

Never-the-less it is a beautiful day. I'm so excited about my film paper. I can't wait to write it. I'm excited about my listening exam in music theory on monday which is going to be tough. and blah and blah and blah.

i'm excited by the fact that i have so much to do but yet all that i have to do are things that i love to do.


of course there are things i don't terribly want to do -like recitals - or things i'd rather be doing -like playing with Dylan - but a pleasant compromise despite all.

la la la. skip for joy!
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Sunday, November 10th, 2002

Subject:la la de de lo
Time:9:36 pm.
Mood: bouncy.
I've been working way too long on a response for film on the movie i am not going to do an essay on. sesch. i keep sitting here thinking 'man, that was a good movie" and then that's about all i get. Hopefully my donnie darko brainstorming (which will be transformed magically sometime hoepfully not too close to the deadline into THE ESSAY ba ba bum) will go better.

bah. can't concentrate.

because i want to read my book. maybe i should just put all my homework aside and finish it. there's only about 200 pages left.

la la la

sounds like a plan.

books will ruin you
dog earing the normal life
a good fate i say
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Tuesday, November 5th, 2002

Time:9:47 pm.
"You speak to me in words, but i see you in feelings."

Marianne from Pierrot le Fou
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Saturday, November 2nd, 2002

Time:5:05 pm.
ALL QUIET

HOw come nobody is being bombed today?
I want to know, being a citizen
of this country and a family man.
You can't take my fate in your hands,
without informing me.
I can blow up a bomb or crush a skull --
whoever started this peace
without advising me
through a news leak
at which i could have voiced a protest,
running my whole family off a cliff.

--David Ignatow
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Friday, November 1st, 2002

Subject:fall
Time:10:06 am.
Mood: peaceful.
I wish you all could walk past the Quad. And see the leaves. They are golden and spread on the ground yet have inched their way to the tennis courts and up on the sides of the courts- caught in the wire caging. The breeze scampers them and shakes the tree which looses another mass of leaves floating fast down straight then curving upwards then straight down again.

and people say beauty is elusive
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Monday, October 28th, 2002

Time:11:35 pm.

How Emotional Are You?

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Time:2:28 pm.
Mood: calm.
I got my cds today. I'm listening to the Allegri song called Miserere mei, Deus. It was worth the wait.

Life is most decidedly beautiful. I think i need to watch American Beauty again. It is tugging at me. I'm glad i'm a music major. Though i know that by far i'm not super good in Music, I really do love it. And the major makes sure that i get a decent enough background in it. . . which opens up a whole world that I never knew was there. I think that classical music is what makes everything feel better for me. I enjoy the modern "pop" stuff and love to sing along with it -- and at times classical gets a bit tiresome -- but classical creates the same kind of response in me that something like a beautiful October day creates. Which we are having today. Anyway, it is those kinds of things that fills and mends the little holes create in the well the soul.

so much beauty i want to cry. :)

I'm reading white noise on Ali's suggestion (just finished uncle tom's cabin on jenny's suggestion, which was very good) by Don Delillo. I taste the way the book is better than i can verbally express it. which i suppose helps you all none. :)

ah, have a good day everyone. Find a way to fix yourself for a moment. only for a moment.
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Saturday, October 26th, 2002

Subject:a nice poem
Time:11:53 pm.
I loved you; and perhaps I love you still,
The flame, perhaps, is not extinguished; yet
It burns so quietly within my soul,
No longer should you feel distressed by it.

Silently and hopelessly I loved you,
At times too jealous and at times too shy.
God grant you find another who will love you
As tenderly and truthfully as I.

Pushkin
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Friday, October 25th, 2002

Time:12:01 pm.
a bit of niceness:

There were always in me, two women at least,
one woman desperate and bewildered,
who felt she was drowning and another who
would leap into a scene, as upon a stage,
conceal her true emotions because they
were weaknesses, helplessness, despair,
and present to the world only a smile,
an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.

---------------Anais Nin
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Wednesday, October 23rd, 2002

Time:2:43 pm.
Mood: blank.
I believe that Kat is probably the kindest person I know. The least phony. Thanks Kat. :)


and because i want to read it, some old e.e.cummings:

let it go-the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise-let it go it
was sworn to
go

let them go-the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers-you must let them go they
were born
to go

let all go-the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things-let all go
dear
so comes love
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Sunday, October 20th, 2002

Subject:For the Great Jenkins!!!!!!
Time:11:03 pm.
CARS ARE CARS

Words & music by Paul Simon 1983

Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Similarly made. Similarly sold
In a motorcade. Abandoned when they're old
Cars are cars all over the world

Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Engine in the front. Jack in the back
Wheels take the brunt. Pinion and a rack
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world

But people are strangers
They change with the curve
From time zone to time zone
As we can observe
They shut down their borders
And think they're immune
They stand on their differences
And shoot at the moon

But cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Drive 'em on the left. Drive 'em on the right
Susceptible to theft in the middle of the night
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world

I once had a car
That was more like a home
I lived in it, loved in it
Polished its chrome
If some of my homes
Had been more like my car
I probably wouldn't have
Travelled this far

Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world
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Friday, October 18th, 2002

Time:10:54 pm.
i ate some liquid potpourri by accident. YUCKY!

going to miss saigon on wednesday. yay.
going to see yo yo ma on next saturday. yay

yay yay and yay.
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Sunday, October 13th, 2002

Time:8:16 pm.
Mood: hungry.
yes, tis true. i felt crummy today.

but now i have cheese.

and i'm going to go eat it.

do not try to stop me.
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Friday, October 11th, 2002

Subject:"HOUSE OKs IRAQ RESOLUTION"
Time:2:20 pm.
Mood: nauseated.
Rep Tom Lantos (R-Va) said "it is not an act of war. it is an act to deter war."

Rep. Tom Lantos (D-Calif) said 'hussein would understand nothing other than the language of agression.'-- "It is only when the Iraqi dictator is certain of our willingess to wage war if necessary that peace becomes possible."

*&%@!

Sen Robert Byrd (D. W.Va) says we are repeating history. a history that "led to the deaths of 58,000 american and 150,000 americans being wounded."

and, as paraphrased from ali-- so yeah all you war lovers, are you going to fight?

i highly doubt it.
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Thursday, October 10th, 2002

Subject:Decency. Let it not be lost.
Time:12:14 am.
in my head, there is a world. and it is beautiful. the sun doesn't shine all the time because rain is lovely too. people still bruise when they bump into a table because we all enjoy seeing the normal discoloration of our body healing itself. it isn't that complex of a world, really. I don't imagine full lives for those living in it. Only bits and pieces of lives. Snippits. Needless to say, most all of you make your presence known in that world because you are my friends. But there, I am in control. And to me, a beautiful world is one in which good things happen to those i care about. Not every day, but once the cycle of bad things progresses to a certain point, up pops something blessed. Something to give strength and keep us all moving.

What i don't understand is why that world can not be this world.
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Sunday, October 6th, 2002

Time:8:53 pm.
Hmm. seems like i should have something to talk about.

seems like i should be doing something.

maybe i should be sleeping.

ah ha! maybe.
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Tuesday, October 1st, 2002

Subject:some days i can either be found mumbling or singing all day
Time:12:25 pm.
"i guess i could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world sometimes i feel like i'm seeing it all at once and it's too much my heart fills up like a balloon that's aobut to burst and then i remember to relax and stop trying to hold on to it and then it flows through me like rain and i can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life you have no idea what i'm talking about, i'm sure but don't worry you will someday."


-- American Beauty </u
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