Rêverie

Rêverie For C.   The Athenians enjoyed The strategic luxury of the acropolis. Likely not by chance – But by design they huddled The heart of ancient leadership about One tremendous stone.   Crowned with their temple, The daily penance was Up a mighty slope which I presume Tested the fortitude of the pious, And children’s courage, Among the other things.   As an economist, I worry myself Often with spillovers: The unseen consequence on the other – The unplanned and, The eventuality.   This “other thing” that Athens – In a singular wisdom capable of: Cleisthenes’ birth, And provisions …

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Solace lost

Solace lost By ANA LUIZA NICOLAE   Singing in the rain, walking on sunshine, crying rivers… A lot seems to come out of representations of our mood through natural allegories and imagery. In the past decades, studies have correlated our good moods and increased stamina to some extent with pleasant weather: goomy skies covering expected rays of the sun that could generally alter our cognition for the best. We must always look for the limiting factors of such studies of course, but memory, mood, and energy levels are seen to increase with time spent in more bountiful outdoors landscapes. Conversely, …

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Pruned

Pruned A Poem By AIDAN FITZSIMMONS   Figurine trees pose in the college yard, unclimbable, unfurling branches just above human reach, ungraspable. Today I studied one, circling softly, squirrel mind loud, searching for those subtle stairs only simians sense. They should be there; instead, there’s only stark featureless bark and dead gnarled nubs, wood belly buttons where life would tree, neutered for fear; would we become aware of our freedom, foolishly climbing by tree will, fleeing the godlike shears? But even those amputated limbs stay as stumps unscaled, for the true pruning leaves no trace but a bare, “perfect” trunk, …

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Shining Through “Identities”

Shining Through Identities Student-led fashion production brings diversity to the stage of today’s social discourse By ANA LUIZA NICOLAE   This past Sunday, March 31st, 62 Harvard undergraduates strolled in front of friends and fans sporting world-renowned brands and designers such as Off White by Virgil Abloh, Monique Lhuillier, Zac Posen, Prabal Gurung, Tony Ward, and Randy Fenoli. The raptured audience was delightfully surprised at lingerie, wedding dresses and casual wear within one of the most technically advanced shows on campus. The high level of technicality, professionalism, design, deployed by the five organizational teams of Identities was very apparent. The creative, …

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For Lecture Girl

For Lecture Girl A Poem By AIDAN FITZSIMMONS   Red bow unslightly askew I wish I could ask you why Seventy-five degrees tilted From norm, it grasps few Loose limp unwashed hairs But most fall unaware   No time in the morning For anything but running This girl four rows down Had to run or Had to sleep or Had to stay awake– Same thing   I can relate, girl, bow; I woke late Dashed class in yesterday’s clothes (Who is ever truly sheveled, you know?) So to the back of your unsightly bow With botchelized breath I breathe oaths …

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A Brief History of Time

A Brief History of Time A Poem By JOSE ESPINEL The beginning spilled light. And helium. And time. Across the newborn plane These raced to fill the void And this process we know Is natural. The glass says so, When spilled sideways and Unless the vintage is good You’ll never hear me complain. Also no one denies that Given enough time (And inconsiderate housemates), Wine dries all red and brittle and stains. Time’s next step – the one that persists In the absence of a mop-armed god Is a wine stain on the floor of the universe: An era where …

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Onwards and Forwards

Onwards and Forwards A Poem By ANA LUIZA NICOLAE     Up and down and up and down It goes all round   Comes and goes Through joy and woes Its spinning never stops   On Earth so far the sky above The rift just flown over by doves Like the cycle of the crops   The sphere is never altered The life has never faltered And there it shall go on   To pain, to maim With love, to aim True life is never squandered   Safe those who laugh That cow is yet not calf And life cannot …

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