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hello hello.

i'm a pisces. you'll never understand me even a little bit until you acknowledge that fact and apply it to your interactions with me. (for an admirable overview... http://songsdomain.tripod.com/pisces/index.html )
I play the cello, study Mandarin Chinese, drive a black '97 Corolla, read a whole lot, and, oddly enough, love barbecue.
i'm left-handed and i like girls. If that offends you i invite you to consider why.

i think my favorite thing about poetry is that it allows me to indulge in my love of talking about myself without necessarily revealing too much. i'm uncomfortable telling the truth about a lot of things, but in this medium i can hide behind a metaphor or imply things without stating them clearly. i mostly write freeverse because when i go on a wild hare and try a rhyming poem, i end up sacrificing the words i want to use to make them fit the form.

i tend toward depression followed by bouts of manic cheerfulness, often within minutes of eachother. most of my poems stem from either depression or love, or at least infatuation. i feel a little out-of-sorts when i don't have a person or an idea to fixate on... when i get too embittered i retreat to reason or religion. i've tried several religions and while none of them really fit yet, i've incorporated bits and pieces of many into my everyday life.

there are only a few absolutes in my world. drugs are a big one: i've done my research, lots of people have tried to convince me it's okay, but i refuse to do any drug and i don't make distinctions. they're all the same level of bad, in other words. this isn't an argument i want to have with you- my mind is entirely made up.

something else i find intolerable is racism. this might be because people are always asking 'where i'm from' or 'what i am,' like it'll change how they see me.

this might seem like a lot of rather personal information, but it probably would come up in casual conversation pretty quickly. i tend to overshare, and we might end up as good friends if you're tactful, educated, well-groomed, avoid illegal substances, and don't mind the LOLcat-speak...

my favorite composer is Edvard Grieg, followed closely by Vivaldi and Breval. the only constant on my ever-changing list of the Ten Greatest Albums of All Time is 'Prolonging the Magic' by Cake. i really, really like museums of all sorts.

So I thought it might be pertinent to talk about some of my favorite oldpoets and perhaps lyrics. here goes.

Sonnet XVII, Pablo Neruda
I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
i love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as does the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when i fall asleep it is your eyes that close.

I first heard about Pablo Neruda because he was featured in Academic Decathlon the year we studied Latin America. i love this poem to the point i want to learn Spanish to read the original. it describes perfectly what love should be, to me.


Wake Up Exhausted, Tegan and Sara
I hated this city before you came here
so let go and move on
we're strangers, we're not friends
I hate this and I hate them
this city's exhausted and it's wound up
soon to be a place that's just filled up...

Quite apart from my insane ridiculous love of T&S, this pretty accurately conveys how i operate. i thought kansas was just a cowtown until... well... that's where the next bit comes in. we're strangers now.

Siouxsie and the Banshees, Ornaments of Gold
And ornaments of gold
Warm my soul from the growing cold
Adorable rewardable you
From head to toe I'd love to cover you
And smother you in ornaments of gold
In honeydew I'd love to cover you
Oh lover do bring
Ornaments of gold
Protect our hearts from this cruel world
Ornaments of gold ...

delicious honeydew, excellently poetic lyrics.

One last thing?
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