Washington DC

Washington DC (via Manassas, VA)

I've now been in Manassas, VA for 16 days.  Most of my things are still strewn around the room or split between my aunt's house and here, but other than that, I'm starting to feel like I'm a resident.

Today included a touristy trip to the heart of Washington DC, visiting the Smithsonian museums, walking along the Mall, eating at "Mr. Smith's" in Georgetown, and seeing the monuments (Lincoln, Washington, Einstein, Iwo Jima) with David and his friend, Eran, from NYC.  The below poem is the result of a combination of visiting the National Gallery's Forests of Fontainebleau exhibition, a discussion on body language, abstract poetry, and my future writing career aspirations all distilled into verse.

The Forests of Fontainebleau 

-Abigail Browning

Twist your body like a wind-wrought tree,

Flap your leaves away from me,

Reach your branches to another sun,

Wrap your mind until the knot's redone.

Craggy rocks smooth themselves in streams,

Pristine marbles of effort's means, 

As I will do, sharpening myself against time;

Both in action, and in rhyme.