A blade of blue

I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, O luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night. -Robert Frost
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Thursday, March 17, 2005

Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone. That's pretty much all I have to say for right now. I'll be in the Writing Center all afternoon, so perhaps if I get bored (and need a distraction from reading philosophy) I shall post again.

If anyone is interested in learning about the "philosophy reading" that seems to be comsuming so much of my time go here

joanna An outpouring of the brilliance that is me recorded at 12:28 PM

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