Category: Reflections

Things So Obvious They Almost Make No Sense: Defamiliarization and the Default in Megan Hunter’s The End We Start From

“I couldn’t discern an agenda, political, spiritual, or otherwise, and yet the novel felt anything but aimless. Primarily, it read and resonated like poetry.”

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Mud

“There is no membrane between my body and the earth; it’s the kinship of mud on mud.”

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Through the Haze of My Mind

One writer searches for clarity and finds mindfulness.

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Perfect Songs

“The dead linger after their passing in the memories of those who knew them; this poem, however, lingers only on my hard drive, contextless and adrift in the sea of my thoughts and memories.”

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Escape of the Princetonian

“If I don’t stop and take moments like this for myself, they will never take shape.”

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On “On Orange Juice:” In, Around, and About Legacy Poetry Institutions

A reflection on Brittani Telfair’s (‘22) poem, “On Orange Juice.”

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Tales from the Village of Hommlet

“When I was young, I plunged a fork through Reason’s knee, and smote her atop a hill with electrical pylons.”

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Forest Bathing and the Search for Healing

“I watched these two women, strangers only a few hours before, wrapped in grief and helping each other to cope. Ecotherapy teaches that the harshness of suffering and loss can awaken us to beauty.”

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Dear Cupid

Requests respectfully submitted for this cherub’s consideration.

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In the Temporality of Chalk

“Through my chalk drawing, I wanted to engage with the concept of fluidity and a flexible present. What if the priority was not permanence, but the process?”

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Nass Recommends: Jazz Vespers

Wherein a Nass writer visits a unique service at the Princeton chapel.

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Resolves

“The last time my dad broke in, he took a key to the bathroom screen. It still flaps in heavy wind.”

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