I am glad this project has come into fruition. It has been a while since I have been a part of a collected effort of creativity. I am happy with the amount of inspiration and flow of words that have come out of me in the last few months. I owe a great deal of it to the wonderful woman I share this blog with. Here is a medium to put the whirling ideas, day dreams and constant lines of verse context. This, for me, is an outlet beyond the confines of academia to express my own musings and thought processes.
As of late, the ideas of an Antithetic back drop to American Literature and the inspiration of nature juxtaposed against the process of industry have been weighing on my mind. These are ideas I may explore through the lenses of writers who have inspired me: Whitman, London, the Beats, folk artists and jazz musicians. As well as through the un-edited free-thought of my mind and its relation to the world, I will try and go about this in interesting, experimental ways that would cause most of my professors to either writhe in agony or exaltation.
I have felt passion for words since reading and performing Macbeth in 7th grade, from there I soaked up more of Shakespeare, as well as giving short pokes at poetry and “heavy” literature for a boy of my age. With a mind on constant go, I went into the woods, by foot, bike, or snow shoe. That experience of spending my formidable years at an all-boys boarding school has since shaped many of my views, from politics to class and economics, to many of my understandings about human nature. I would like to explore a little of this time here, as it is something I have a great deal to work out. Again, thank you July for thinking of this and making it happen. Now I just need to write something.
As of late, the ideas of an Antithetic back drop to American Literature and the inspiration of nature juxtaposed against the process of industry have been weighing on my mind. These are ideas I may explore through the lenses of writers who have inspired me: Whitman, London, the Beats, folk artists and jazz musicians. As well as through the un-edited free-thought of my mind and its relation to the world, I will try and go about this in interesting, experimental ways that would cause most of my professors to either writhe in agony or exaltation.
I have felt passion for words since reading and performing Macbeth in 7th grade, from there I soaked up more of Shakespeare, as well as giving short pokes at poetry and “heavy” literature for a boy of my age. With a mind on constant go, I went into the woods, by foot, bike, or snow shoe. That experience of spending my formidable years at an all-boys boarding school has since shaped many of my views, from politics to class and economics, to many of my understandings about human nature. I would like to explore a little of this time here, as it is something I have a great deal to work out. Again, thank you July for thinking of this and making it happen. Now I just need to write something.
-Luke H. B.
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