Jun 07, 2007 20:36
Dry the pool, dry concrete, brown edged,
And the pool was filled with water out of sunlight,
And the lotos rose, quietly, quietly,
The surface glittered out of heart of light,
And they were behind us, reflected in the pool.
Then a cloud passed, and the pool was empty.
-T. S. Eliot, Burnt Norton, 1 of 'Four Quartets'
My first exam is tomorrow. I'm just now beginning to realise it, and to feel nervous.
I read actually good het yesterday. Huh, figure that one out.
exams,
fire and hemlock,
het