the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids flutter
Walking back home from the library, Civil Procedure fresh in our heads, I was chatting to one of my friends from the Malebolge about identity politics. I trotted out one of my well-used maxims ("I don't really think identity should extend much beyond, 'I am.'") and she immediately asked, "Do you like E. E. Cummings? He thought like that an awful lot."
I'll admit to liking his poetry but not knowing his philosophy: I really hope what she said was accurate, because I'd like to be in his company on that one. But it led to us quoting what we could remember in our walk back home, which put a truly fine ending on a long and productive weekend. For the record, the two works we quoted:
since feeling is first (source of the title above)
somewhere i have never travelled
It's actually been quite a day for poetry, or at least me lending it out. My shelves are now down one book of Chesterton and one book of Cummings. I wonder if there's something about this point in law school that makes one scuttle for good books of verse? (I have Frost and O no Komachi left, if anyone wants them.)
Otherwise, it's been a good weekend, all told. I've not gotten quite as much done as I'd hoped as far as study goes, but I'll have a new lamp soon (more light will increase my productivity in the House of Fire and Motions to Dismiss), made certain I won't go over my budget for the year, and installed a removable showerhead in the dorm shower. It's amazing how small touches like that can make things much more enjoyable.
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