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"Through all the ages - when the pavement was grass, when it was swamp, through the age of tusk and mammoth, through the age of silent sunrise, the battered woman - for she wore a skirt - with her right hand exposed, her left clutching at her side, stood singing of love - love which has lasted a million years, she sang, love which prevails, and millions of years ago, her lover, who had been dead these centuries, had walked, she crooned, with her in May; but in the course of ages, long as summer days, and flaming, she remembered, with nothing but red asters, he had gone; death's enormous sickle had swept those tremendous hills, and when at last she laid her hoary and immensely aged head on the earth, now became a mere cinder of ice, she implored the Gods to lay by her side a bunch of puprle heather, there on her high burial place which the last rays of the last sun caressed; for then the pageant of the universe would be over."

-Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf

I'm reading this book right now and I am loving it so much.



fall
economic development 1
intro to women's studies
milton: paradise lost
poetics
english novel: 19th century 1

winter
development of canadian poetry 1
gender and work
literature of the romantic period 2
materiality & sociology of the text
poetry of the 20th C: the making of modern poetry (so excited for this class)

right now I think my classes seem pretty good. Some of the ones I wanted filled up super quickly, but oh well, those were mainly in the winter and that could always change.