A monument to the people standing just outside St. Basil;'s Cathedral Precious little seen of its wide expanse Its forests and fields but mysteries So little known of its peoples wisdom Its powerful strength, mere whispers May more be experienced in the coming years
A need An urge To be there When will the hunger Be satiated?
We await your arrival A promised event Optimistic and eager We are Our guard let down We are imperiled
Note: A similar version of this blog post appeared in March. You can read it here. The argument that percolated in the spring semester is starting to gain traction again: Coronavirus has disrupted the semester to such a significant degree that final grades should be awarded as pass/fail. Nope. I accept the fall term has … Continue reading Pass/fail was wrong in the spring, and it would also be wrong now