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writing to you safe and sound from dearborn h...
May 21, 2003 by Sadie in Sadie & Greg
 writing to you safe and sound from dearborn heights, mi, better known as anna's house. i'm about to have double fudge chocolate ice cream, so this must be short...
thank you. i love you. ah, this weekend was a little like heaven- funny and well worth the wait.
and emma- as the beastie boys would say, let it flow, let yourself go. slow and low, that is the tempo.
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I turned in my last paper this morning, so am...
May 12, 2003 by Sadie in Sadie & Greg
 I turned in my last paper this morning, so am actually done with all undergraduate work ever. Ah. I had a wonderful slumber party with Megan the night before last, watched X-2, which she liked so much that we saw the first one in the morning while eating breakfast in Hopkins in our pjs... my fourth viewing this week. Lovely.
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Megan has cordially invited the family to Hop...
May 09, 2003 by Sadie in Sadie & Greg
Megan has cordially invited the family to Hopkins house for dinner next Friday, and I do hope you say yes.
I too saw X2, having not seen the first one, but I liked the second it so much that I rented and watched the first. Three times.
I am almost finished with everything- I have an extension on one paper until monday, but everything else is turned in. Just feeling a bit incapacitated and irrational with everything I used to feel competent and efficient about. One foot in front of the other for now.
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More things to do during graduation:
Chill i...
May 06, 2003 by Sadie in Sadie & Greg
More things to do during graduation:
Chill in new artist-created bathrooms in newly opened art gallery
Read virginia Woolfe's writings in rare book room
Poke through Northampton's back alleys
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Mom- you are such a poet
May 05, 2003 by Sadie in Sadie & Greg
Mom- you are such a poet. make me (and anna) cry every time.
It is a blessing to have love in the woodwork, coming to my room and emailing me with grace. We are still the luckiest people in this little wobbly world.
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Dirge Without Music
Edna St
May 04, 2003 by Sadie in Sadie & Greg
Dirge Without Music
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the
love,—
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not
approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the
world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
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Wild Geese
by Mary Oliver
You do not have...
May 04, 2003 by Sadie in Sadie & Greg
Wild Geese
by Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles thorough the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
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My final presentations are finally over, and ...
May 02, 2003 by Sadie in Sadie & Greg
My final presentations are finally over, and my last class at Smith college is in the morning. I'm chillin' in the computer lab, polishing up a sociology of the arts paper and thinking of all of you.
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