My English Final

Friday, May 3, 2013

Emily Dickinson LXXXIII

The brain is wider than the sky
For put them side by side
The one the other will include
with ease, and you beside.

The brain is deeper than the sea
For hold them, blue to blue
The one the other will absorb
As sponges, buckets do.

The brain is just the weight of God
For, lift them, pound for pound
And they will differ, if they do,
As syllable from sound.

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My English Final

One bracingly pleasant element of my college years was coming to class prepared to scribble away in the "blue book" that had been handed me for the purpose of testing my knowledge of some aspect of American or English literature. Although my blissful days of undergraduate literary critiques are long gone, I often still get the hankering and here's where those otherwise-orphaned musings will find a home.

And the cool photo header is my maternal grandfather, who, although he only had a formal sixth-grade education, was a Chicago typesetter and a great reader who instilled his daughter with a love of books which she then passed on to me.