Tuesday, October 10, 2006

lesson #038: listening to fergie makes me wanna

My second Monday in Bath. Had a day full of lessons today and, as usual, our English Lit lecturer gave us a large dollop of poems to digest. In fact, all the poems we've discussed in class today have inspired me to write one of my own as well:

I Am No Poet

I am No Poet,
the science of stringing words together
to make them sound like songs
is lost on me.

I am No Poet,
couldn't tell my Hughes from my Heaneys,
isn't Woodsworth
a giant grocery chain?

I am No Poet,
I know not the power of alliterations,
are they something like juxtapositions?

Correct me if I'm wrong
when I say that the iambic pentameter
is some kind of measuring tool
like the scala Richter.

I am No Poet,
not sure what I'm doing
in a class full of intellectuals.

Clever, clever, name-throwers -
Rosseau. Dante
(I thought that was a brand of chocolate).

Bluffing my way through, I wonder
when'll I be caught out?

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Totally Irrelevant to The Above: Photos of London


At Changi Airport with Jing and Mike, the first brave souls to reach.


They were even earlier than me and my family!


The proud and sleepy authors of the MONICA cards.


Do Mi Re.


Me with my Uncle Gary.


Bleak transit in Bangkok airport. NOTE: Looking for Bangkok khakis for next year!!! Mid-term break!


Photowhoring can be done anywhere, even on a plane.


Yang's hair was incredibly short then!


Suddenly, we're at Portobello Market in London.


Overjoyed by the first shopping experience in London.


As I said, overjoyed by the first shopping experience in London. Yang with Victor, our generous London host!


At a garden.


On zee bus.


The cleanest part of the London underground.


Big Ben is watching!


Couldn't see the tip.


Some church.


London Eye!


At Pret A Manger, a delish and healthy sandwich franchise that pops out in every corner of London.


Yirong (Zhi's twin) with Yang.


London shopping! (That's H&M by the way)


The Odeon theatre.


The three travellers.


The twins and I.


Leicester Square in the evening.


Victor with Daniel. One of those pictures that doesn't need a caption!