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Entries from March 2004

Ants, labyrinth and cherry blossoms

March 10th, 2004 · Comments Off on Ants, labyrinth and cherry blossoms

Today we went to Eagledale Park with some friends. We walked up to the upper area where we saw the labyrinth . I don’t think I’d ever seen one before. This one is a 55-by-90-foot spiral defined by pink-tinged concrete pavers.

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Tags: island

Amibivalence

March 10th, 2004 · 1 Comment

I find myself wondering why I am so ambivalent at times. This student essay Upward Mobility by Cristina Rodriguez-Hart from the Brown Alumni Monthly seems to capture some of that sense: As the end of my senior year approaches, I’m more confused and fearful than ever. Now that I’ve had four years at Brown, everyone’s […]

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Work with him

March 10th, 2004 · Comments Off on Work with him

Another article in this month’s Brown Alumni Monthly peeks into the lives of Brown’s husband and wife pair of crew coaches in Rowing in Step by Scott Cole: Brown’s most consistently successful team is led by a pair of coaches who are also husband and wife. How do they do it? […] The Murphys’ success […]

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Tags: marriage

She can’t wake up

March 10th, 2004 · Comments Off on She can’t wake up

The cover story of this month’s edition of my college alumni magazine, features one of my classmates, Jesslyn Radack in The Woman Who Knew Too Much by Emily Gold Boutilier. I never met her but heard of her. She became a campus activist during her sophomore year, after, she says, three drunken male students had […]

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sleep

March 10th, 2004 · 1 Comment

you left me again with your infidelity can’t comprehend why won’t you stay with me no way to find comfort this time tortures long an iron maiden made from flannel and down I can’t last long alone I’m dreading sunrise I’ll come undone I’ll let go my mind they’ll find me stumbling through streets calling […]

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