Been slacking for January. This is only my 5th post. Granted, I wasn't busy with school last month. I don't know what it is but I swear I feel so friggin' far behind already. Maybe it's because I don't have my books yet? I dunno.
I actually have a fair amount to say right now, but I'm so tired and I have to study for a physics exam tomorrow. I'll just try and put words here tomorrow...which means it'll be another week or so *sigh*. Sorry. I know you're disappointed.
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Since September 2008
i am a little church(no great cathedral)
far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities
-i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,
i am not sorry when sun and rain make april
my life is the life of the reaper and the sower;
my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving
(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children
whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness
around me surges a miracle of unceasing
birth and glory and death and resurrection:
over my sleeping self float flaming symbols
of hope,and i wake to a perfect patience of mountains
i am a little church(far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish)at peace with nature
-i do not worry if longer nights grow longest;
i am not sorry when silence becomes singing
winter by spring,i lift my diminutive spire to
merciful Him Whose only now is forever:
standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence
(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)
-e.e. cummings
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- Alison
- I'm a full time student and single mother. I literally live day to day and try to enjoy every moment.
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I'm not a poet
I just have internet access
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i am a little church
i am a little church(no great cathedral)
far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities
-i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,
i am not sorry when sun and rain make april
my life is the life of the reaper and the sower;
my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving
(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children
whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness
around me surges a miracle of unceasing
birth and glory and death and resurrection:
over my sleeping self float flaming symbols
of hope,and i wake to a perfect patience of mountains
i am a little church(far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish)at peace with nature
-i do not worry if longer nights grow longest;
i am not sorry when silence becomes singing
winter by spring,i lift my diminutive spire to
merciful Him Whose only now is forever:
standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence
(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)
-e.e. cummings
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2 comments:
January 31, 2010 at 6:21 AM
If it makes you feel better, I don't know how you do any of it.
I drop by from time to time and here's what I've gathered. You're a mom, full-time student (probably) in what's your major?...genius, math, potential R&D-ology or something like that, and you write for umpteen blogs.
I just put up a post with an embedded video after a month and have about the same commitments as you do except for that whole braniac thing, and it's the shortest post I've ever done.
You and I are the same age for goodness sake! Give yourself a break so the rest of us don't feel so bad :-)
February 1, 2010 at 8:14 PM
I wish I could! I always feel like I don't do enough >.>
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