When I was younger I attended an
ELOB high school. While the school did not accelerate my academic achievements, it opened my eyes to the world around me (which is more than I can say for the majority of public high schools). I happened to take a poetry class my senior year. The class was taught by a retired teacher who simply volunteered at the school. Her name was Susie and she was incredible. During the class I wrote a poem that happened to get published in some national poetry magazine. I never received a copy of the magazine, but I later found it online.
This semester, my second at "graduate" school, I stumbled across an article that mentioned William Wordsworth. Now I feel comfortable enough to admit that the published poem I wrote almost 10 years ago was basically plagiarizing
The World is Too Much With Us. At the time I wondered why no one noticed, but now I realize that most writers lift, borrow, and straight up steal ideas from others. Zombie Wordsworth should be proud.
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Captain Nemo |
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Fever Ray - always watching |
Earlier today I watched a very large ship execute and extremely tight turn in the harbor outside the library. I was very impressed.
Someone told me that you can buy passage on cargo ships to various destinations. I feel stupid for being intrigued by such an idea.
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