Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Headquarters

Percy Bysshe Shelley, "Music, when soft voices die"

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory,
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.



Hi everyone. Posting from my living room today. I love this point in the semester because by now you know all you need to know to finish this class, pretty much. So today, just spend your time doing what you know needs to be done.

You should continue the process of making your chapbook file. If you have questions, refer to the instructions on the notes page. Or ask around. My hope is that by Friday you can have your chapbooks printed and ready to sew with me. I will try to have paper you can buy from me on Thursday, though supplies may run low.

If you have not already, you should re-read the requirements for the anthology presentation, also found on the class notes page. Please understand that the poetry video assignment can be challenging. If you don't think you can record your own reading, you will have to find your poet's poem online, which is not a real likely proposition. The Foundation site has some audio, as does this one, where you can search by author.

You should also consider doing an exercise or two in our textbook to prepare yourself for the test tomorrow.

I can't believe how fast this semester is going.

See you tomorrow.

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