Miss Emily Dickinson, etc.

I bought a little collection of Emily Dickinson poems at the bookstore a few doors down from th Broadway Deli last Thursday.  It reminds me of a candy dish.  I like this one:

In the Garden.
A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worn in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.

And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then he hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,–
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head

Like one in danger, cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home

Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, plashless, as they swim.

And this one:

If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.

Today was a good day.  My laptop kicked the bucket last night and CET did nothing to help me.  Of course, that lead to my having a panic attack about which job I was going to get after college.  Yesterday started off so well, too… The recessional hymn at Mass was “What Wondrous Love Is This?” and it was incredible.  I’m used to hearing the contemporary guitar evangelical over-emotional version in chapel (sorry, guys), so hearing it sung by a choir over an organ after Mass was simply breathtaking.  Haunting.  And the grass in Maine was so green I wanted to cry.

But anyway, today was good.  I had no laptop to bring to work so I spent most of my time reading Emily Dickinson poetry and people watching.  I love watching people, as creepy as that sounds.  (My favorite song just started playing on Pandora; I had to tell you.)  After work, I went back to CET to try again.  Different guy working.  Took out my hard drive, saved my music, photos, and documents, and then gave me a laptop to use for the week.  Nothing changed between last night and today.  Just a different guy.  Thank you.

Class was fine, no need to talk about it.  (No need to talk about any of this, really.)

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