Category Archives: Week 2: From Hakanasa to Mujo

I was walking up Winthrop Street during a particularly warm day last week when I noticed a single snowbank on the sidewalk. Sun shines— One snowbank left Peers melted away During this week’s reading and lecture discussions I couldn’t help … Continue reading →

I did not have a poetic experience this week.     Week two of Japanese Culture had us discussing the ideas presented during week one, but in a more focused way. For instance, we touched again on the basic principles … Continue reading →

As I left my house last Tuesday, I couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear—the air was no longer bitter and the birds were out! Snow drip off branches Birds roar— The sun rises Something that I’ve been recently … Continue reading →

By Min Zhong On a starless winter night, I was on my way to Sophia Golden Hall. On a quiet winter night, A half moon, Lit up a starless sky In this week’s class, I have a new understanding of … Continue reading →

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 →

I was walking back to Haskell Hall towards the back door last Wednesday when I saw green grass instead of the white snow I was used to.   Sunlight on the lawn, from the bottom of my feet, to my … Continue reading →

By Laura Sabia As I was walking home from Davis Square in the early afternoon, I looked up to notice the bare branches of a tree a few feet in front of me. Enlightenment- Beneath the sloping tree Snow falls … Continue reading →

By Michael Chu As I got off the bus stop and walked back to my dorm on Friday night, I realized how empty the campus was. Cold night, The bus leaves, Silence This week we moved from the concept of … Continue reading →

Alma Rominger  I was walking through a neighborhood close to Teele Square during the mid-morning on Friday when I walked by a house with a large wind-chime and I paused to listen and appreciate.   The leaves dance to the … Continue reading →

Waiting in the aftermath of my first and last Winter Bash and losing faith in humanity. Huddled bodies hoping to get home embracing but not in love like tightly packed snow Evanescence is still the focus of class, and it … Continue reading →