Poems to Share: William Carlos Williams

I can’t explain why I like this poem so much. It’s whimsical and intimate and it makes me happy. Enjoy!

This Is Just To Say

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
-William Carlos Williams

In Which We Discuss Chipmunks

Do you have chipmunks where you live? I did not have them at home. I saw a grand total of one (1) chipmunk in my 20 years at home. Thankfully, there are lots of chipmunks at school. 😀

My first year at school, I hardly ever saw the chipmunks. I had heard they were here, but all I ever saw were squirrels (millions of them, all demon-possessed, but that’s a different story). Once a month or so, I would catch a glimpse of a chipmunk and it always made my day. Near the end of the year, I started to get better at spotting them. This year, hardly a day goes by that I don’t see a chipmunk. 🙂 Two reasons for the difference:

1. I have learned where they live. A few specific stretches of brush seem to be home to quite a few of them. (Those areas now happen to be right in my route to work. Imagine that!)

2. I learned to see them. Every time I hear something rustle and don’t immediately see a squirrel, I get still and start watching for a tiny brown body underneath the leaves.

Next question: why do I like chipmunks? Better question: What’s NOT to like???? They are adorable. Seriously. Have you seen them? They’re tiny and fluffy and they have this cute stripe pattern. And those things are fast! They are normally a little brown blur shooting across the sidewalk. And they stick their little tails up in the air when they run! Look it up on Youtube. I’m sure someone has a video of them. Also, I want to be this guy:


Hopefully this has brightened your day. If you have chipmunks in your area, look for them! And feel free to share your stories about them. 🙂 If you don’t have any chipmunks in your area, definitely look them up. They will make you happy, I promise. 😀


The dark is warm, enveloping, comforting. Cricket and coyote sounds surround me. The moon is small, blurry with clouds…and my imperfect vision. There are no people to bother me and I am at peace….at home. I love my college. We have a beautiful campus. But it’s not home. There are always people….never a chance to lose myself in the sky. Never the waves of cricket and coyote noises rolling over me. I am glad to be home. At home I can lay on the grass in our yard and watch the stars move across the sky. I can drink in the warmwet air. I can relax.

Finals Week update

Quick update: I am smack dab in the middle of my finals week (started Saturday, which was horrible). So far it is going splendiforically and given my current laissez-faire approach to studying, that’s a VERY good thing! No fever or hospital stay yet (did I tell you guys that story about last semester’s finals? No? *Puts on to-do list of posts*) and so far no late nights studying. I’m not kidding guys! It’s finals week and I’ve gotten as much sleep as I do any other week of school! The only sad thing is that I need to start packing and cleaning and I don’t want to. Packing is sad and makes things look barren….anywho, I have 4 more finals and then my freshman year of college will be finished! Woohoo!!!

Other college students, are you surviving finals week?

(Yes, it’s very possible that this post was the result of procrastinating from studying. Don’t judge!)