Atlantis, by WH Auden

Mar. 21st, 2017 01:00 pm
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Being set on the idea
  Of getting to Atlantis,
You have discovered of course
  Only the Ship of Fools is
Making the voyage this year,
As gales of abnormal force
  Are predicted, and that you
  Must therefore be ready to
Behave absurdly enough
  To pass for one of The Boys
At least appearing to love
  Hard liquor, horseplay and noise.

Should storms, as may well happen,
  Drive you to anchor a week
In some old harbour-city
  Of Ionia, then speak
With her witty scholars, men
Who have proved there cannot be
  Such a place as Atlantis:
  Learn their logic, but notice
How their subtlety betrays
  A simple enormous grief;
Thus, they shall teach you the ways
  To doubt that you may believe.

If, later, you run aground
  Among the headlands of Thrace
Where with torches all night long
  A naked barbaric race
Leaps frenziedly to the sound
Of conch and dissonant gong:
  On that stony savage shore
  Strip off your clothes and dance, for
Unless you are capable
  Of forgetting completely
About Atlantis, you will
  Never finish your journey.

Again, should you come to gay
  Carthage or Corinth, take part
In their endless gaiety;
  And if in some bar a tart,
As she strokes your hair, should say
"This is Atlantis, dearie,"
  Listen with attentiveness
  To her life-story: unless
You become acquainted now
  With each refuge that tries to
Counterfeit Atlantis, how
  Will you recognise the true?

Assuming you beach at last
  Near Atlantis, and begin
The terrible trek inland
  Through squalid woods and frozen
Tundras where all are soon lost;
If, forsaken then, you stand,
  Dismissal everywhere
  Stone and snow, silence and air,
Remember the noble dead
  And honour the fate you are
Travelling and tormented,
  Dialectic and bizarre.

Stagger onward rejoicing;
  And even then if, perhaps
Having actually got
  To the last col, you collapse
With all Atlantis gleaming
Below you yet you cannot
  Descend, you should still be proud
  Even to have been allowed
Just to peep at Atlantis
  In a poetic vision:
Give thanks and lie down in peace,
  Having seen your salvation.

All the little household gods
  Have started crying, but say
Good-bye now, and put to sea.
  Farewell, dear friend, farewell: may
Hermes, master of the roads
And the four dwarf Kabiri,
  Protect and serve you always;
  And may the Ancient of Days
Provide for all you must do
  His invisible guidance
Lifting up, friend, up on you
  The light of His countenance.

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Mar. 20th, 2017 01:33 pm
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So, last night was the pilot for my upcoming con lecture. You may remember I was very apprehensive about this.

Guys, last night I lived out some kind of fantasy. It was just some kind of unreal experience that was literally like having a ridiculous dream come true. I don't even know what to do with myself. How was last night even real.

holy crap )

Happy things

Mar. 19th, 2017 09:55 am
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So, several good things happened this weekend!

1. I HAVE TICKETS TO UKRAINE IN SEPTEMBER. I haven't been abroad in nearly 2 years because of health issues, and in August I have tickets to London (NINE WORLDS!), and that will really be the litmus test of whether I'm well enough to travel (FINGERS CROSSED >_<), but aside from that a family trip to Ukraine has materialized which is just... omg.

deets )


2. A while ago I was invited to be on a brand new podcast (organized by some Women Write About Comics people) and it took a couple of months to get together, and then we finally recorded, and now it's finally ready! Or at least a first draft is ready, which means I have to listen to it and give feedback in case I have any. God, I'm almost afraid of listening because I remember talking a lot of nonsense /o\ God.

But whatever, I'm super happy it's coming together (I also designed the graphics for it)! Now I just have to find two hours or whatever to actually listen to it and take notes before it's too late. /o\


3. Yesterday I went to the pilot of a lecture for the upcoming con I'll be doing a lecture at (more details about that process). The pilot for my own lecture is tonight, so I'm happy it worked out that I got to attend someone else's pilot first, to get an idea for how things worked.

moar deets )

The Sea Is History by Derek Walcott

Mar. 17th, 2017 06:24 pm
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RIP Derek Walcott, 1930-2017. He published this poem in 2007.

Where are your monuments, your battles, martyrs?
Where is your tribal memory? Sirs,
in that grey vault. The sea. The sea
has locked them up. The sea is History.

First, there was the heaving oil,
heavy as chaos;
then, like a light at the end of a tunnel,

the lantern of a caravel,
and that was Genesis.
Then there were the packed cries,
the shit, the moaning:

Exodus. )

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Mar. 17th, 2017 02:41 pm
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Mar. 17th, 2017 08:43 am
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Busy busy week!

- Sunday: last minute went with a friend to the Anza-Borrego Desert to check out the superbloom there. I had suggested leaving at 6, getting there at 8, returning at 10, before the highway traffic set in. But it's too early for him, so we moved it back 2 hours. What happened was we left at 8, got there at 10.30, got back on the road around 12.30, and got home around 4 or so. There was a LONG time spent on a SINGLE road that was jammed up.

- Monday spent working on a cover letter. YL is having a difficult time so been doing a lot of emotional labour there.

- Tuesday I led a couple of events for the Grad Day of Action. Turns out "Courtyard outside the Physics Hall" gets read as "meet in the Physics Hall" *rolls eyes* So only one person showed up for the lunch in the courtyard, and another one for the hike into the Gardens. But the Gardens are beautiful right now, so I can't complain. Hung out the rest of the time with other grads in the Grad Lounge.

- Wednesday, had a very brief SSFAC meeting! And then did the SFRG, and went out to dinner with Lindsay and Eun-Joo. My Clarion classmate, Alan, got in around 10pm :D

- Thursday, Alan visited! We wandered the campus first thing in the morning, then I left him in the Creative Writing department. He came by mid-afternoon, so we went to the Eaton Collection to check out some stuff, like an artbook of Flatland, the original edition of Ted Chiang's STORIES OF YOUR LIFE, the original hardcover of Ellen Kushner's SWORDSPOINT.

We had dinner at Tio's, and at night, I found I had to walk back to campus so I could get the file for the final exam I'm giving students.

Right now, I'm staring at a giant pile of final essays to grade, feeling super thankful I made them go through a gamut of three workshops (much of this pile = previous drafts that I made them attach). They're feeling pretty good about this final essay, confident about the final exam, and I'm going to miss a bunch of them.

Losses of teaching this class:
- Sank in a LOT of energy talking to students that took away from writing my dissertation
- Felt woefully under-prepped most of the time to teach some of the more theoretical texts, like there were problems I feel I should have anticipated #impostersyndrome
- Still can't save some students. A student emailed me at 1am, 6 hours before the essay was due, being apologetic for not coming to workshop and asking to hand in his essay on Saturday. SATURRDAY? I assigned this essay A MONTH AGO to give you ample time to prep, PLUS had three workshops for each stage of writing! Maybe if you weren't gallivanting off to LA two hours away half the quarter you'd be doing better work. I understand some folks gotta hustle, but come on.
- I thought I was a morning person, but apparently teaching at 7am is way too morning for me.

Wins in teaching this class:
- Watching the Engineering students glow as they talked about going through Special Collection archives and handling papers directly about the founding of their college
- Freshman student going from strength to strength with each essay, and being able to teach her directly some database tricks
- One of my students may have scored an internship with a professor to help with linguistics research (his major) as a result of the final essay project.

Not bad for a class I was recommended for simply because I was out of a job.
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So, as a follow up to my last post, last night I went to the How To Give A Lecture workshop for this upcoming con.

I'm glad I went, but the theoretical portion was definitely better for me than the practical one.

deets )

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Mar. 13th, 2017 10:03 am
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So, on April 12th I'll be giving my first lecture at a con, and the process of preparing for it has been... very different than I'd imagined! Not in a bad way, but in a way where it's wigging me out a little because this is not how I'm used to preparing for things. This will probably turn out to be a great thing! But anyway, let's talk about the details because that makes me less nervous.

stuff about cons )

The Orange by Wendy Cope

Mar. 11th, 2017 03:13 pm
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At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quarters and I got a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It's new.

The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over. 
I love you. I'm glad I exist. 
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