I stopped by a poetry bookshop in Harvard Square this past weekend and searched out this old favorite. I studied Philip Larkin in the English class I took while studying abroad in London. It was dissecting this poem that showed me how beautiful, how intricate, how artful, poetry can really be. I love to read [...]
Three years ago, as I prepared to move to London for four months to study abroad, I got a text message from my then good friend Sarah (unfortunately, we’ve all but lost touch). It said, “remember to live in the moment and grow where you’re planted.” It was great advice, though I didn’t heed it [...]
Dear Child: Here is your London. Proper, polite, spit-spot London. Funny-hat, mushy-peas, good-dog London. Loverly, brisk-walk, chin-up London. If we went there, Mabel and Gus, Or Buster and Violet, This is what we would see, (and we could discuss it over tea). I don’t think it’s possible for me to adequately put into words why [...]
