Apparently it's become tradition to end the term with a poem... I've decided I really like To Dust, the one I wrote for last Spring term. I'm not entirely sure this one's finished and even less so that I agree with it, but as I was walking home from delivering my paper to Silvia's office, it ambushed me ( Read more... )

Disclaimer: I know nothing about physics. Literally nothing. If you do, please forgive me.

Poetry for Physicists

for Katrina, who doesn't need itYou know about poetry already: invisible forces ( Read more... )

Get your fresh hot poetry ( Read more... )

Here is a sonnet for Valentine's day ( Read more... )

I'm done with finals! This calls for a poem. Dedicated to Katrina, whose poem-a-day diet apparently reawakened my creativity, and to all the other people I'll miss this break ( Read more... )

To Dust ( Read more... )

Hey, I just wrote a poem. I don't think it's very good, and also it's about religion/faith, so you probably don't want to read it.

( Destination )

I wrote a poem which makes no sense, but what the heck, it feels good to write something.

( Acoustic Love Song )

I wrote easily a thousand words today. Ha. Take that, words. You are my bitches.

The reception went well. I was one of eight people who read... Most of the poets were much more experienced than I, but I stayed cool and acted as professional as I could and read just like I knew what I was doing. And I didn't even shed too many sequins... Sarah was there, and she wants to get together next week. We're gonna trade our writing ( Read more... )