I am waiting in the Atlanta airport for my flight back to Greenville after an amazing weekend in New Haven, CT. I thought about writing a narrative blog about it, but I wrote a poem on the plane instead. I think (and hope) it communicates my weekend well.
Where d’ya go to school? Looks like
YALE.
Nope. Just visiting. It’s beautiful this time
of year.
So many towns;
Piles of leaves in the most vibrant
COLORS:
burning red
golden yellow
always moving
by foot, wheel, or wind.
even some green;
Let’s go jump in them.
That looks like
fun.
Up the hill, then down. Over the bridge,
then left. There’s Old Campus, over there’s
Central. The bells are ringing at
we cast our shadows on
broken tombstones.
This is a good place to sit
and read.
who was born at
RESPECTABLE. He received
a mortal wound
from a party of British troops
in his own home in 1779
when he
departed this life.”
Countless courtyards made of old stone,
some were made with
very old stone. Gothic arches with
iron gates;
The essentials here: books and coffee,
don’t forget about Dunkin Donuts
and subsidized beer.
I like Atticus. Serving millions
of scones since 1981.
It’s the Ivy League rivalry.
“Are you all set?”
I got a new scarf.
White and navy stripes
and a blue foam finger;
Sing “Boolah-Boo! BOO! BOO!
Harvard sucks and
Never compromise your work and
don’t walk alone
on the green in the dark. You could
get SHOT.
There’s a bitter chill while
waiting for the bus.
School on Monday;
“Are you all set?”
Welcome to
You can see everything from here.
(Photos of New Haven red maple tree and our shadows in the Grove Street Cemetery)
3 comments:
you're always welcome to use my wonderful mac. especially since the 2 of us are on hiatus from FU.
brittany - you're my hero. Thank you friend! I will call you tomorrow - maybe we can get together one evening this week before Wednesday and you can educate me on the wonderfulness of mac-dom. :)
i obsessively study my webtracker for my blog, and while reading it tonight i was wondering who i knew in atlanta that would be reading my blog. must have been you :)
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