TASP 2003 at UT Austin: The Mystery of Creativity



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Monday, September 06, 2004
I was out hunting for breakfast this morning when someone just stopped me on the street and asked if I happened to be Tae-Yeoun.
Turns out I had run into Liz Tulis, who's at Yale [again] and is willing to coordinate a TASP celebration in New Haven! Once we have everything fine-tuned, we'll send out invitations even though attendance should be mandatory.

Secondly, OOH! SEAMUS HEANEY POEM!
Here's a poem I've shared with Olga already that I love so much because it's so tacky in such an endearing way.


Twice Shy

Her scarf a la Bardot,
In suede flats for the walk,
She came with me one evening
For air and friendly talk.
We crossed the quiet river,
Took the embankment walk.

Traffic holding its breath,
Sky a tense diaphragm:
Dusk hung like a backcloth
That shook where a swan swam,
Tremulous as a hawk
Hanging deadly, calm.

A vacuum of need
Collapsed each hunting heart
But tremulously we held
As hawk and prey apart,
Preserved classic decorum,
Deployed our talk with art.

Our Juvenilia
Had taught us both to wait,
Not to publish feeling
And regret it all too late -
Mushroom loves already
Had puffed and burst in hate.

So, chary and excited,
As a thrush linked on a hawk,
We thrilled to the March twilight
With nervous childish talk:
Still waters running deep
Along the embankment walk.

- Seamus Heaney


And, CONGRATULATIONS ALEX B for getting a part (I forgot it alreay; forgive me) in Rhinoceros.

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