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Wed 13 Dec 2006.

The Snow Storm

No hawk hangs over in this air:
The urgent snow is everywhere.
The wing adroiter than a sail
Must lean away from such a gale,
Abandoning its straight intent,
Or else expose tough ligament
And tender flesh to what before
Meant dampened feathers, nothing more.
Forceless upon our backs there fall
Infrequent flakes hexagonal,
Devised in many a curious style
To charm our safety for a while,
Where close to earth like mice we go
Under the horizontal snow.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

20.27

nyu student lounge with zelda and xmas presents in bags

I had a great night last night at a little jazz club across the street from my house with Greg and Kristina, who are pretty much the superest. We watched Love, Actually and it got me all tearfulhappy about this Christmas scene that's going on, snow or not. The Washington Square Park arch is behind me and filling the viewfinder underneath it is a tree twinkling.

And so I bought three rather exciting Christmas presents tonight at beautiful brightly lit tiny stores in the Village on the dark damp shine of tonight's asphalt, I laid in the middle of the 13 story atrium of the library on a leather ottoman while slightly delirious from less than five hours of sleep talking a really nice talk to a really nice boy, I need to sleep so badly but am going to at least get one drink with some ladies to celebrate that today was the last day of classes.

One semester almost over. Just three more to go. And then the rest of my life.

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