Wherever I am, the world comes after me.
It offers me its busyness. It does not believe that I do not want it.
Now I understand why the old poets of China went so far
and high into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.
"The Old Poets of China" by Mary Oliver

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Asian Center & Tri-College
Ph.D. Phil Studies Program Recognition Day 2008-2009

Tanabata Fest at the Asian Center and Alpha Language Institute's 1st Alumni Homecoming