Poetry

...
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then–in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life–was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
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I came across this in my complete Poe book, and after reading it like a dozen times, this has become one of my favorites of his works. It has it all, the dark, macabre feeling, references to the supernatural, and that haunting marching rhythm that defines his poetry. What you take from this piece is up to you, wiki and poe sites claim it's about him mourning his mothers death, but i take it more personally. We've all questioned why and how we're different and wondered about the nature of good and evil, and where we fit in in this world. Do dark thoughts beget a dark nature? or does a dark nature beget dark thoughts?... none the less it speaks to me in some amazingly personal way...

Onto other notes. Rajah is at his first day of doggie daycare today, we hope he likes it. We're putting him there for two reasons 1.) So he isn't alone on the days when we both go to school for a long time, and 2.) we want him to get to play with more dogs, you know, socialisation and fun. Other than that school is being ugly right now, lots of projects and papers due, it's all quite frustrating, it's just hard to care about stressful projects when you've already got a passing grade in the class. Hey, at least Emi gets to be my partner for one of the presentations i have left(nurs 400, Tai Chi)