I'm having a really crummy week. On top of being sick, I have a LOT of big decisions looming with school/work/applying to PhD programs/potentially moving/etc. etc. etc. I think I'm finally over the stress and the tears. Now, I'm just hanging this on my wall:
The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh,
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in the wood, and I,
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Re: My favorite poem
That's a good one. As is "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." And you might call me a five year old, but my favorite poet is probably Ogden Nash.
"If called by a panther--
don't anther."
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...but, then there's "The Jabberwock."
'Twas brillig and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the momeraths outgrabe.
Girl, now you've got me started.
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I like anything from Where the Sidewalk Ends... annnd my knowledge of poetry ends there
SBS, I'm having similar decision making problems. I just started grad school, and the one I'm at (the only one available in my area) is a joke and a half. I call it fake grad school. I can't decide whether to fnish up and get my degree, or wait 3 years until we move and restart at a more respectable school.
I bought this and A light in the Attic for my nephew because they are some of my favorites.
I've never been a big poetry reader but I used to write a lot when I was in jr. high, high school.
I would say it depends on what it's in -- in some fields, a degree is a degree and that's that. In others, the prestige of the University (and the work you do while there) can have an impact on your future. This is part of my stress -- I don't want to just pick *any* program. I want to know that the one I'm choosing is the right one for me, especially if I'm going to uproot us and move somewhere else in the country.
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