Howdy howdy all! Well that is that as they say! I have handed over my portfolio to the head of the English Department and it is out of my hands! SUPER! I am sooooooo glad to be rid of it finally. Well that isnt entirely true because I really liked working on it, even though it was tedious and difficult at times. Compiling 60 pages of your ABSOLUTE BEST work along with a table of contents, letter of transmital and a reflective essay that explains your ability to understand different literary tropes(chiasmus, ect), metaphors(silence as narrative) schools of literary criticisms, like feminism(Choderow and Fucault (sp) ), psychoanalytical (Freud's pleasure principle), marxism (evisceration of the proletariat) are ALL elements that have to be addressed in the reflective essay! It was FANTASTIC to work on but so freaking tedious and detailed, of course constantly re-reading it for clarity and such was no picnic either!

Anyway enough of my bitchin'. I want to say that my last post turned out to be more melancholy than I intended and I think it had something to do with the Neruda poem that I chose. I want to say that my attempt to fall out of love is not nearly so dire and dramatic as that entry made it seem. Sorry about that.

I am ITCHING to go somewhere folks! ANYWHERE! well not anywhere but someplace I can read, write and think about the things I WANT to read, write and think about. Soon, soon, I will be taking off to relax.

Now I mentioned how one might contribute to the environgirl relaxation and vacation fund but no one has gotten back with me on that yet. Surely this was an oversight.....right? Hey, I said I would take you with me. Who wouldn't want to travel with MOI?!!?

How about some poetry.....here goes.......

I Want To Write

I want to write
I want to write the songs of my people.
I want to hear them singing melodies in the dark.
I want to catch the last floating strains from their sob-torn

I want to catch their sunshine laughter in a bowl;
fling dark hands to a darker sky
and fill them full of stars
then crush and mix such lights till they become
a mirrored pool of brilliance in the dawn.--Margaret Walker

Goddess Bless