When I Was Five, I Overheard My Friends' Friend Tamara Telling Them That She Was Moving To Poland And

When I was five, I overheard my friends' friend Tamara telling them that she was moving to Poland and that there wouldn't be school over there.

She obviously meant that the summer vacation would be ongoing but my idiotic self jumped to Poland having no schools at all, making me want to move there myself.

Two years later, I was working on an assignment related to the Warsaw Basilisk and I wanted to check where Warsaw was as it was the first time I'd heard the name.

I can't tell you how disappointed I was when I found out that Poland was a regular country like mine and not a wonderland where schools weren't a thing.

I'm going through my blog posts and I'm honestly regretting not making a separate side blog for my Dostoyevsky-related posts

In theory, I'm dark academia. In practice, I'm chaotic academia

Morning bird this, night owl that, permanently exhausted pigeon whatever. Have you ever considered being a chaotic raven with no sense of time or schedule

I can't express how much I love this poem. I love how you've given the speaker a gentle yet despairing tone of voice and the constant reference to the coelacanth as 'little fish' gives it a bittersweet vibe that I can't get enough of

coelacanth

What have you seen, little fish?

Did the world end for you, And begin in the morning, anew? Has the world changed for you, Through your different, ancient view?

Where have you been, little fish?

The darkest waves and sun that glows? Around the world and deep below? Has the world changed for you, In an endless, violent slew?

What have you heard, little fish?

The rumbling beasts and roaring Earth, The rise of man and our own birth? Has the world changed for you, By our hands and ruling few?

What do you fear, little fish?

That you couldn't fight? That you cannot change? That you didn't know?

... That we could've stopped?