"We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time."

-T.S. Eliot

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

What a day...for poems.

This week's phenology assignment couldn't have surfaced on a more appropriate day for me personally.

I awoke in a jolly mood, despite the rain, which I happen to like a lot for some reason. But while in my first class, before visiting my place, I found out a friend I knew from home passed away this morning. He was only 19 years old. I've found myself wallowing in the reality of human mortality all day. Going to my spot helped- it gave me some time to think to myself and to reflect on the unpredictability of life. My place on the boardwalk helped me conceptualize the loss of life through the lens of nature, which was and is really beneficial. It makes you realize that all living things die- it is inevitable. And although the hard times are hard, that just makes the good times all the more special. I ended up writing a haiku about how my place made me feel today while thinking about the loss of my friend. The events of today also made me think about my life and how blessed I am. I thought about my memories with friends and family, the things I've gotten to do in my life, and the things I'll get to do in the future if I'm lucky enough.

This week's poetry assignment was really therapeutic for me, and I really enjoyed it. It let me connect with my place on a newer, and even deeper, level.

I have to ask: How can one place make a person feel so many emotions?! And recall so many memories?! It is amazing. Here are a couple haikus I wrote, plus ten words that jump to mind when I ponder my place...


Does it end?


The lake seems serene. 
Touched by rain drops, and not tears. 
Is that how he feels?

For the first time


A veil of sunshine
Warms me from the inside out
Here, in my new home. 



  • Solitary
  • Indelible
  • Warm
  • Expansive
  • Connected
  • Awe-Inspiring
  • Bustling
  • Alive
  • Accesible
  • Ever-Changing

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