Monday Night Poetry Club

The current state of affairs (both in the world and in my head… I hate Mondays) calls for a particular excerpt from “Oh, the Places You’ll Go!” I got the book as a high school graduation present from a lovely family that I have since lost touch with. I used to read this out loud to myself during freshman year at Duke, arguably one of the hardest times in my life (so far).

… But on you will go
though the weather be foul.
On you will go
though your enemies prowl.
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl.
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.

– Dr. Seuss.

The idea that you have to stay true to yourself has never been stated better. There. I feel much better now.

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