Tag Archives: romantic notions

Noted Frustration

Those Bach Inventions and Sinfonias present a new challenge for me, the occasional pianist. I don’t care about the mistakes, but I do care that each voice is rich and vibrant and makes melodic sense. Moreover, I want a mature sound, a sound coming from a 28 year old at least. Trouble is that it

Thinking Small

The yellow-green leaves outside my window catch sunlight, as do the orange and brown ones. But the yellow definitely catches my eye the most: it seems an earthy counterpart to the sun itself. These autumn days are our riches. Even Starbucks and Wawa and various beer companies offer a full line of fall products to

Gray, Humid Days

I like gray skies, but not when humidity hangs in the air. Moist air doesn’t give space – this a gray day gives through its light. Objects stand distinct when the sun doesn’t use them only to reflect its brilliance. The humidity makes me wonder about how best to love. One doesn’t want to smother,

Opportunity

The lilies my Mother has planted outside our house are bold, despite the sunlight poured upon them recently. They are bent slightly down, away from the sun, suffering from the heat. But their orange color is very healthy, their petals are strong, their stems and leaves are green and not fading. They are ready to

A Speech For all Graduates, Past and Present: Is Education a Good?

for Nancy, Joe, David, Zach, every Sarah I know, Constance and a million others who I wanted to congratulate but didn’t have the right words at the time. This is only a speech: the thoughts in here are subject to being revised, and like some of my rhetoric, certain problems are purposely not being addressed

Older

When you get older, that hollow empty feeling from ambition and desire weakens. It’s not that the desire is unnatural – wanting to be loved is more than reasonable. But quiet moments where everything is good enough start occurring more and more, if you grow. Today I was happy because the sun was shining and

Seriously?

I remember a professor once upon a time telling me that life was a game, and I started tuning him out. I’m pretty sure nowadays he didn’t mean it in a trivial way, but when I see people say things like “People who take themselves seriously make me crack up,” I just wonder. Look, the