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"Peace is not an absence of war, it is a virtue, a state of mind, a disposition for benevolence, confidence, justice."-SpinozaGreetings everyone and welcome to the Spring 2006 edition of the Boylan Blog!
This promises to be a very busy semester for us as we have quite a few projects in the works. We will be releasing the new and improved English Majors' Zine in May, the latest edition of the Boylan Brief will be released next week, the 2006 Poetry Club meetings will begin shortly, the Spring 2006 Open Mic is being planned for late March, and we are looking at new ways to develop and expand the Boylan Blog itself! The first thing we have to do is find a new name for the Blog's new site!
2005 was a fantastic year for us and we'd like to thank you for your support. We'd also like to take moment to bid a fond farewell to Boylan Blog staff member Randi Vegh, who graduated last Fall. We miss you already, Randi. We hope you'll continue reading and commenting on the Boylan Blog!
And let's give a warm welcome to new Boylan Bloggers: Yevgeniya Drobitskaya, Franklet (one word, like "Madonna") and Anthony "AJ" Punt. We look forward to working with you to make this year an even bigger success than the last!
For more information about the Zine, please refer to the blog post entitled, "The Zine." For more on how to join the Poetry Club, e-mail Poetry Club president Christine Choi at christinecchoi@gmail.com. For Open Mic info, please drop by Dr. Roni Natov's English Majors' Counseling Office located in room 3416B. Have an idea for a new name for the Boylan Blog? E-mail us at boylanblog@yahoo.com.We hope to hear from you soon!
This week new Boylan Blogger Anthony Punt (AJ to his friends) brings us a fantastic poem by the late, great Pedro Pietri entitled, "do not let." Enjoy the brilliance.do not let
do not let
artificial lamps
make strange shadows
out of you
do not dream
if you want your dreams
to come true
you knew how to sing
before you was
issued a birth certificate
turn off the stereo
this country gave you
it is out of order
your breath
is your promiseland
if you want
to feel very rich
look at your hands
that is where
the definition of magic
is located at
This month Boylan Blogger Esther Hwang shares a lovely poem she wrote in honor of her hero, C.S. Lewis.
Such frankness as that of C.S. Lewis is truly a rarity.
He sharply discerns great matters of faith with wit and clarity.
Spirituality, among his great strengths, another is creativity,
For old and young, weak and strong, rich and in poverty.
The Four Loves and Screwtape Letters, just to name but two,
Mere Christianity and The Great Divorce, all but just a few.
If Christian already, be ready to build your faith in a light anew,
If not, be ready to try your stance, and you'll enjoy it too.
The Chronicles of Narnia, a testament indeed
To his imagination, of which at times we're all in need.
With fantasy writer J.R.R. Tolkien were sown the early seeds
Of worlds and tongues of brilliance-- off each other they did feed.
A Grief Observed, a book for he or she who's lost one dear.
The first line reads that he never knew how grief so felt like fear.
He lost his wife to cancer and was left to shed such tears
Of pain and sorrow-- darkness that toward all of us draws near.
A scholar notes that Freud and Lewis had childhoods near the same—
Both lost their mothers at an early age—a tragedy, a shame,
Both lived with solemn, hurtful fathers, they're relationships were strained,
And finally the two were sent away to school to stock their brains.
According to psychoanalysis, the father of which is Freud,
The two should be quite similar—depressed and very annoyed,
And so it was, both sad and hateful of life, but one was buoyed
To heights beyond the accounts of psychoanalysis, now destroyed.
Yes, Lewis at the age of thirty accepted a higher power.
Experience and circumstance over him they did not tower.
Instead, with faith he overcame, in blessings he did shower.
Reading his works, we're raised to heights and we become empowered.
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