No, barf away! I really enjoy your comments, they're always both thoughtful and helpful. Yeah, somewhat is a tad wishy-washy but the words I was playing with initially (ie, ultimately) just have too many syllables to make any sense. I'll probably keep half an ear out for The Right Word, but somewhat works well enough for now, anyway.
Point of interest, this was actually based on Hurricane Isabel, which happened 2003 fall semester and did some fairly serious damage to parts of campus. We were evacuated for almost two weeks, I think, while they got the water and electricity back on. Anyway, back then (and I think probably now, though things may have changed), on the walkway to Rogers (I think; the chemistry building) on the Barksdale field side, there were a bunch of fairly young trees with plaques "In memory of XXXX" and so forth, and one of them was uprooted and lay wilting and dead or dying with its roots in the air for quite a while until they took it down. I wrote a thoroughly mediocre short story/concept piece, and then decided a week or so ago to revisit the concept and make a much more succinct poem. I always thought that was one of the more melancholy things I've ever seen.
That's a really touching idea; I like it. In the same vein, my junior year at high school, senior year pranks were ruined when some vandals took it as an opportunity to cut down and uproot a lot of memorial trees (among other things). The administration held it against us forever.
Point of interest, this was actually based on Hurricane Isabel, which happened 2003 fall semester and did some fairly serious damage to parts of campus. We were evacuated for almost two weeks, I think, while they got the water and electricity back on. Anyway, back then (and I think probably now, though things may have changed), on the walkway to Rogers (I think; the chemistry building) on the Barksdale field side, there were a bunch of fairly young trees with plaques "In memory of XXXX" and so forth, and one of them was uprooted and lay wilting and dead or dying with its roots in the air for quite a while until they took it down. I wrote a thoroughly mediocre short story/concept piece, and then decided a week or so ago to revisit the concept and make a much more succinct poem. I always thought that was one of the more melancholy things I've ever seen.
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