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All across the land students are returning to college for Spring Semester. It’s time to crack open some books and deepen your understanding of the world. But it’s cold outside. Certainly not the best elements for higher learning. We thought it would be nice to help you sink your teeth into some poetry. Poetry that centers around winter. Please keep in mind that we don’t know the first thing about poetry. Nor do we have permission from any authors or their estates to alter their poems in any way. Your first rule of thumb after reading this post is to smile and nod, then forget everything you just learned.
Jean-Paul Sartre wrote, “To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.” Huh? Now look what happens when we add just 9 little words. “To read a poem in January, while sitting in my favorite booth at Rascal House, is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.” Now aren’t you glad we caught that?
Robert Frost in Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening:
“Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow.”
Sounds nice. A little creepy, so how ‘bout we tweak it:
“Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow…while I sit on this log and finish my Pizza Bonanza Box Lunch that I picked up from Rascal House. If the true owner of these woods should happen by, I will share it with him. There’s more than enough for the both of us! A traditional square-cut pizza with cheese and one topping. Plus a side salad, chips, fresh-baked cookie, napkin and a mint. He’d be a fool to call the cops on me this time!
Boris Pasternak in Dr. Zhivago:
“It snowed and snowed the whole world over, snow swept the world from end to end. A candle burned on the table; A candle burned.”
Sounds a little outdated, doesn’t it? Sometimes the meaning of life is staring right at you:
“It snowed and snowed the whole world over, snow swept the world from end to end. A pizza baked in the oven; A pizza baked.”
Welcome back, students! See you at Rascal House!
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