I would like to share these words below with Jen-yi and her junior students:
Life has flavor, life has flavor, The words lose their consumer context, and it occurs to me that this is absolutely true—life has, indeed, many flavors. And this is what I try to remember in everything I do, even during the sometimes numbing process of reading freshman papers and discussing familiar pieces of writing with jaded students. Life has flavor, I suggest my students. Life has flavor, I suggest to my students. Life has flavor, I remind myself.
Scott Slovic , Going away to Think, p19
…Normally more than a hundred students fill the lecture hall, legs lazily outstretched, heads propped up by any means available. Several speak and laugh unashamedly near the back of the room. “These people are nonmajors,” I say to myself. “If only we didn’t meet right after lunch.” I focus on the open eyes directly in front of me—farther back in the room, I notice another head has dropped.
Scott Slovic, Seeking Awareness in American Nature Writing, p 184
…Although my own initial literary studies occurred indoors, or in indoor like oblivion of my wilderness surroundings, and although my own early encounters with nature writing were also physically removed from nature, I now believe that books can either separate you from the world and from your own life or deepen your engagement with reality.
Scott Slovic, Seeking Awareness in American Nature Writing, p 179-180
“Why do we bother reading Imaginist poetry?” I ask. “Does it offer a vicarious experience of the world which somehow supersedes or nullifies our own or does it serve as a model, a guide, for our process of perception and articulation?”….”Intensity of experience is a virtue in itself, but sometimes it can be achieved only when the mind has been prepared to pay attention. We read William Carlos Williams’s lines, ‘So much depends / Upon/ A red wheel/ Barrow/ Glazed with rain/ Water/ Beside with white/ Chickens,’ and almost without knowing it own minds become more caught up in the crisp details of our surroundings, and in the interdependence of these details, the coherence of the scene. With Ezra Pound’s lines ‘The apparition of these faces in the crowd;/ Petals on a wet, black bough’ in our heads, we view each situation with potentially figurative intensity.”
Dear Evan, Would you like to make an appointment with me :)?
I hope you're doing well in 中山. Thank you for sharing with us these beautiful fragments. I got the feeling that you can teach our freshmen a lot with respect to college life in Hualien, or "life" as a general term.
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我要3:30~4:00，謝謝~
Emily , Cherry Lin ,Vickie 要2:00~2:30
I'll see you in my office (文A303)!
Could Alier,Cherry Liang meet you at 2:30-3:00 ? Thanks.
教授，我可以約3:00~3:30的嗎?然後薇薇安會陪我一起去,時間到了就換他,可以嗎?
謝謝您抽空撥時間跟我們談話XD
I'm looking forward to seeing you guys tomorrow!
I would like to share these words below with Jen-yi and her junior students:
Life has flavor, life has flavor, The words lose their consumer context, and it occurs to me that this is absolutely true—life has, indeed, many flavors. And this is what I try to remember in everything I do, even during the sometimes numbing process of reading freshman papers and discussing familiar pieces of writing with jaded students. Life has flavor, I suggest my students. Life has flavor, I suggest to my students. Life has flavor, I remind myself.
Scott Slovic , Going away to Think, p19
…Normally more than a hundred students fill the lecture hall, legs lazily outstretched, heads propped up by any means available. Several speak and laugh unashamedly near the back of the room. “These people are nonmajors,” I say to myself. “If only we didn’t meet right after lunch.” I focus on the open eyes directly in front of me—farther back in the room, I notice another head has dropped.
Scott Slovic, Seeking Awareness in American Nature Writing, p 184
…Although my own initial literary studies occurred indoors, or in indoor like oblivion of my wilderness surroundings, and although my own early encounters with nature writing were also physically removed from nature, I now believe that books can either separate you from the world and from your own life or deepen your engagement with reality.
Scott Slovic, Seeking Awareness in American Nature Writing, p 179-180
“Why do we bother reading Imaginist poetry?” I ask. “Does it offer a vicarious experience of the world which somehow supersedes or nullifies our own or does it serve as a model, a guide, for our process of perception and articulation?”….”Intensity of experience is a virtue in itself, but sometimes it can be achieved only when the mind has been prepared to pay attention. We read William Carlos Williams’s lines, ‘So much depends / Upon/ A red wheel/ Barrow/ Glazed with rain/ Water/ Beside with white/ Chickens,’ and almost without knowing it own minds become more caught up in the crisp details of our surroundings, and in the interdependence of these details, the coherence of the scene. With Ezra Pound’s lines ‘The apparition of these faces in the crowd;/ Petals on a wet, black bough’ in our heads, we view each situation with potentially figurative intensity.”
Best,
Evan
Dear Evan,
Would you like to make an appointment with me :)?
I hope you're doing well in 中山. Thank you for sharing with us these beautiful fragments. I got the feeling that you can teach our freshmen a lot with respect to college life in Hualien, or "life" as a general term.
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