Some days I feel like a substandard ecopoet. I have only walked the UNF Nature Trails twice in my six years’ experience on this campus. Yet each time has brought forth the same conclusions, thoughts that have been steeping awhile and now must be given a voice. The first occasion, according to the dark green … More Impossible autonomy
Sitting in the plush theater seats, my friend informs me, “There’s a girl with a cane over there.” And now that I know, I can’t help but hear the determined tapping as she walks down the poorly-planned aisle stair. At first I ignore her, convinced I don’t care, and then I begin to theorize. What … More The Other Blind Girl
I have decided to embark on a series of “visionary recipes” – recipes written for cooks with low or no vision. I can’t take all the credit for this idea. I must give credit to my friend Henry, an up-and-coming cook. He asked me for some simple recipes, and, because he’s a) totally blind and … More Visionary Recipes: A series of kitchen-friendly instructions for aspirational blind cooks!
I am reading an essay for class called “Beholding” that discusses the patterns and ethics of staring. It’s an essay that offers a few different ways to stare at things and people and also proposes a way for the “starees” to look back, to take control of the staring interaction and make something educational, productive, … More Visual curiosity
Dear Commissioner Robinson and the members of the Florida Board of Education, I write to you today, filled with concern for your upcoming decision to assign grades to Jacksonville’s “center schools” – Mt. Herman and Alden Road. I implore you to consider the far-reaching consequences of such a decision, consequences that will not only affect … More a plea for exceptional students and those who believe in them
I wrote this last year when I was TA-ing for an Ecocriticism seminar and thought I would post it here. I want to explore these issues further. September 4, 2011 “Cry of shore-bird and crash of surf were the sounds of the edge of the land—the edge of the sea” (Carson 139). Living in the … More “Still Water”: Thoughts on blindness and nature-writing
I’m standing in the hallway, talking to J and K, two girls from class. J and I stand, enthusiastically discussing the merits of “Downton Abbey” while K, seated against the wall, reviews the 40-page article we had to read. A lull in our conversation gives me the opportunity to notice two guys standing just behind … More “The Blind Leading the Blind”: Watch your language.
There’s a popular theory that when one of your senses is diminished, the other four (let’s call them four for now, but we can debate this later) are heightened, accentuated, incalculably brightened in some way. So I’ll be devoting a series of entries to exploring this phenomenon in completely un-medical terms, as it relates to … More Heightened Senses: Smells (Part 1)
I’d like to welcome you to my literary corner of cyberspace. It’s not very big and not very well decorated, so I hope you don’t mind roughing it. I’m Emily, and I’ll be bringing you tales of my experiences – insightful, venturesome, and reflective encounters that offer you a version of my reality. I can … More Time for introductions
I’ve been contemplating the idea of starting a blog for a while now, but I had no clue what my first entry should be about. And now, thanks to an overzealous sign, I know where to begin. Picture me traveling down hallways, carpeted in some drab, un-luxurious material – (my friend tells me it’s blue) … More Cautionary tales
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