Last night the moon was simply gorgeous

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The moon is golden and full
Fringed with tufts of iron wool
Sliding down the muted cobalt sky

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I find myself wondering if my Modernism professor would consider this to be presentational enough language to be considered modern. I might have to flesh it out to see if I can keep the imagery within the context of rhythm and rhyme.

Do I dare
Disturb the universe?

~ T. S. Eliot
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

Don McLean's American Pie came on the radio as I was driving home tonight - haven't heard it in years.

I had goosebumps all the rest of the ride home.

memory

I remember the antique store where I found my copy of Franny and Zooey. There were three copies of the book scattered throughout the store. One was on a bookshelf downstairs, one in a pile of books upstairs, and one was tucked behind a teacup. A Surplus of Salinger.

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I should make a list of books that I should read but I haven't because I've been scared away by various people's descriptions or horror stories of forced 10th grade reading.
The Grapes of Wrath
Finnegan's Wake
Moby Dick (read it when I was 8, but had absolutely no idea what the big deal was, except the whale seemed kind of scary and the captain seemed kind of nuts)
War and Peace

random pics

Nathan's sis Stephanie and I at her graduation! Pretty kitty.

Lovely man.

That was a fun tree.