Author Archives: Griffin Quasebarth

Cherry Blossoms

Posted on May 16, 2013 by Griffin Quasebarth

During our festival, I talked to my peers, some for the first time. Sitting under the cherry blossom tree, Joking with classmates who once were strangers. I took this class on the recommendation of a past student after hearing the … Continue reading →

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Lyrical moments are hard to come by

Posted on March 5, 2013 by Griffin Quasebarth

I did not have a lyrical moment this week. Our discussions last week made me think about the nature of Basho’s poetic journey and his idea of fueki ryuko, “the unchanging and the ever-changing” (Inouye 74). We find ourselves once … Continue reading →

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Snowed-in at the Loj

Posted on February 24, 2013 by Griffin Quasebarth

I went to New Hampshire with a couple of my friends this weekend and enjoyed the snow illuminated by the lights of our cozy cabin. Snow dances through pools of light– The fire crackles Drifting away from the here-and-now and … Continue reading →

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Reality and Enlightenment

Posted on February 20, 2013 by Griffin Quasebarth

I did not have a lyrical moment this week To reach enlightenment from a Buddhist perspective we must become one with both everything and nothing. How is this dichotomy work exactly in the Buddhist mindset? We can reach harmony or … Continue reading →

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The house, the house, the house is on fire

Posted on February 10, 2013 by Griffin Quasebarth

I was on my way to class when I saw, intermingled with the mass of students leaving the library, a friend from freshmen pre-orientation who I have not talked to in a year and half. An old friend walks by— … Continue reading →

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Winter and Dreaming

Posted on February 4, 2013 by Griffin Quasebarth

I was walking across the Res Quad on my way back from a late class when I noticed the serenity of the lawn as the night set in. As the sun sets over Medford the winter chill pierces my lungs— … Continue reading →

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Evanescence & Form

Posted on January 28, 2013 by Griffin Quasebarth

I was taking the T back from Boston College on Friday night when I noticed that while there were about a dozen people on the car, the only sound that could be heard was the clacking of the train tracks. … Continue reading →

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