Because it is a fantastic piece of work to be read and devoured and read again:
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
And this one, because it's my favorite:
Evening Hawk
I feel a teensy bit hipster because I laid in bed last night reading my anthology of Robert Penn Warren's poetry. Like, let me just drink my Pabst and read poetry til 3am.
But guess what.
I don't care about you people. Because he's a fantastic writer and I LIKE READING IT.
so there.
Registered for classes this morning! Spring semester is official!
Symphonic Band
Applied Trumpet
Choral Music in the Schools
Choral/Instrumental Conducting
Technology for Music Educators
Teaching and Learning in the High School
Poverty, Development and Education: Seeking Responses - Creating Heroes
That last one is an honors course. And the last two are being taught by w. It looks like I'm going to be seeing a lot of him next semester, because the high school class is five days a week at EIGHT O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING. Everyone keeps telling me I need to get used to the early morning thing if I'm going to be a teacher, but when I'm a teacher I'm not going to have to write research papers or listening journals or study for cave ecology tests. I will be going to be at 10pm every night. Watch me.
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