“How Far?”

I know some people that can relate to this response, "how far?" Many of us hear this response with our own skepticism. I can't help but feel slightly angered over the complaints that I live, "how far?" Well, honestly, I could continue living on the east coast, I could have instead chosen to live near … Continue reading “How Far?”

Feeling Poetic – The Opening Door

I've been knocking on doors No one is listening They're ignoring my rap. The wind blows by The trees litter their needles A shiver rolls down my spine. My feet find direction One then the other. left. right. left... right. Hands stuffed in pockets One comes out for another RapΒ at the door. Someone is listening. … Continue reading Feeling Poetic – The Opening Door

Letters from my pen pal | She Walks in Beauty

She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies,And all that's best of dark and brightMeets in her aspect and her eyes;Thus mellow'd to that tender lightWhich Heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less,Had half impair'd the nameless graceWhich waves … Continue reading Letters from my pen pal | She Walks in Beauty

The Song of Wandering Aengus {A Photographic Interpretation}

For class, at the Art Institute, I was given an assignment to interpret a poem photographically. I really thought thsi was an awesome idea; it is probably something I will continue to do even after class. Never before had I ever had so many specific ideas spring into my head that I absolutely needed to … Continue reading The Song of Wandering Aengus {A Photographic Interpretation}