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Half-way through page 86 of Ludwid von Mises' Theory and History (I've recently developed an interest in Austrian Economics, as random as that is), I was struck with the urge to write something. Here I am to satiate that urge. My "literary life" has been in nothing less than a coma lately. Whereas I was inking out quite a bit over the past several months, I've hardly sputtered out a poem in the past few weeks. Hopefully some muse will restore my creative drive.
Just before sundown this past Saturday, I decided to take a walk along the Battery. For those unfamiliar with downtown Charleston, the Battery is a strip that borders the southern perimeter of the peninsula, overlooking the Charleston Harbor. From my apartment, I had to wind through quiet neighborhoods featuring the most beautiful architecture I've seen. The roads that pass through the residential sections spit one onto the battery, opening into a beautiful scene the large houses hid. I rested briefly against the old rail that lines the battery and felt, to quote Willa Cather, "blotted out." My sense were all seized by the seascape, the violet reflections of the hued sky, the communities of white birds bobbing along to the water's undulations, the flow of the sky into the water by the blurred vanishing point. I felt a contentment with what God has allowed me that I wish I could hold onto forever. The moment was abruptly killed as a junker clamored by. I resumed my walk along the battery; when I reached its end, I wound my way through the maze-like residential zone back home.
I'm beginning to treasure Charleston's beauty, only it's bittersweet because I have no one close to share it with. I suppose we all probably feel that way about something.
Today one of my professor's began class by asking, "Do you know how great is it to be here?" Shortly after which he answered, "Really great! Fantastic!"
I submitted seven poems to my school's literary journal. I don't anticipate their publication, but the pat-on-the-back would be enjoyed.
I've been feasting on movies lately:
Helvetica
The Last King of Scotland
The Namesake
A Very Long Egagement
Casablanca
Hannah and Her Sisters
Doctor Zhivago
Down to the Bone
Anybody seen any of these? Several I would recommend, and a few I wouldn't. I probably enjoyed Doctor Zhivago the most out of this list. (Watched in the last 2 weeks.)
My desire for writing has been fulfilled.
Just before sundown this past Saturday, I decided to take a walk along the Battery. For those unfamiliar with downtown Charleston, the Battery is a strip that borders the southern perimeter of the peninsula, overlooking the Charleston Harbor. From my apartment, I had to wind through quiet neighborhoods featuring the most beautiful architecture I've seen. The roads that pass through the residential sections spit one onto the battery, opening into a beautiful scene the large houses hid. I rested briefly against the old rail that lines the battery and felt, to quote Willa Cather, "blotted out." My sense were all seized by the seascape, the violet reflections of the hued sky, the communities of white birds bobbing along to the water's undulations, the flow of the sky into the water by the blurred vanishing point. I felt a contentment with what God has allowed me that I wish I could hold onto forever. The moment was abruptly killed as a junker clamored by. I resumed my walk along the battery; when I reached its end, I wound my way through the maze-like residential zone back home.
I'm beginning to treasure Charleston's beauty, only it's bittersweet because I have no one close to share it with. I suppose we all probably feel that way about something.
Today one of my professor's began class by asking, "Do you know how great is it to be here?" Shortly after which he answered, "Really great! Fantastic!"
I submitted seven poems to my school's literary journal. I don't anticipate their publication, but the pat-on-the-back would be enjoyed.
I've been feasting on movies lately:
Helvetica
The Last King of Scotland
The Namesake
A Very Long Egagement
Casablanca
Hannah and Her Sisters
Doctor Zhivago
Down to the Bone
Anybody seen any of these? Several I would recommend, and a few I wouldn't. I probably enjoyed Doctor Zhivago the most out of this list. (Watched in the last 2 weeks.)
My desire for writing has been fulfilled.