Issue VI August 2013


Cover image created by Milly Peng

Editorial


As the third quarter of the academic year closes I can’t help but think how quickly this year has gone and how I feel like I have learned a lot. I also wonder exactly what it is I am supposed to remember.

For me, higher education is about acquiring and developing critical faculties, growing more as a person. So I suppose not remembering every lesson is okay.

I hope everyone enjoys their “spring break”! And of course, this sixth issue of The Scribbler.

P.S. The pavements of University were brightened on National Poetry Day. Thanks to the hard work of fellow LitSoc members.

- Ruth Madden

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The cover was taken on the sixteenth of August, National Poetry Day, when beautiful words born at different times of human history gathered under our blue sky, written or spoken, scattering across the campus like wild flowers. 

This is the poem I shared on the pavement, Flora by William Morris, a Victorian writer, designer, and activist:

I am the handmaid of the earth,
I broider fair her glorious gown,
And deck her on her days of mirth
With many a garland of renown.

And while Earth's little ones are fain
And play about the Mother's hem
I scatter every gift I gain
From sun and wind to gladden them.

Hope you all enjoy the sunshine and the scent of Spring that have arrived sooner this year.

- Milly Peng


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Table of Contents


Subtle effects of "outdated" language

Munich, Germany. April 18th 1933; meine liebe Mutti...

A bored genie plays with the human psyche 

Strange - Campbell Calverley
My Dinner With Post-Modernism - Oliver Dearnley
Hospitality - Jonte Marshall
Madness - Jonte Marshall
Fresh Paint - Sarah Reese

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