Thursday, March 26, 2009

Winter Stars

Very few of my favorite poets have made it past fifty. This is not the only thing bothering me right now.  I have an incredible amount of homework because I've been ignoring it all week, obsessed with poetry. I have an ungodly amount of Moby Dick to read, and an essay due in Spanish on Friday. And I'm going to bed.

I don't always make very good choices. But is it worth it?

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