had_not_lived | ♕ |[47]| We didn't just read poetry, we let it drip from our tongues like honey

[Anonymous Voice Post is Anonymous!]

[There's a pause before he begins speaking in a stage whisper theoretically designed to disguise his voice. If you know him (or his brother, for that matter,) it might be obvious; but really, it's for effect. Don't stifle his flair for the dramatic okay.]

I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life, and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived.

We of the Dead Poets believe that, although our academic pursuits are a matter of great importance, such work is not what we live for; poetry, passion, the appreciation of beauty, are what keep us from being bound to lives of quiet desperation.

So tell me, gentlemen, ladies-- can you keep a secret?

[In addition, one might find here and there random bits of poetry-- mostly of the Romantic era-- chalked unobtrusively on walls and sidewalks, occasionally 'signed' with the initials DPS, or the words Dead Poets Society.

Any student of any school who expresses interest in this post-- anyone he can identify, anyway-- will be slipped a piece of paper at some point with a few lines of Coleridge and a time tomorrow evening written on it.]

[ooc; All replies will be text or the same 'anonymous' whisper >3 Neil's AU bio is over hyar, along with all my others. ^_^ a-as always please don't fourth-wall the Dead Poets :X Todd will be posting re: the meeting tomorrow!]

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Justin,

What makes you think it is?

James'll get more out of dissections than I will, he's the one who's actually interested in that kind of thing... I'm pretty sure I can manage to pass the test just reading the reports and stuff. Though I think you're right, I'm getting the better part of the deal.

Is Sutcliff really that bad?

-N.L.

Almost no one cares about Thoreau in this entire school system, and very few people have the same flair for the theatrical that you do.

Having a twin must be convenient.

Sutcliff is worse than that. He's not a terrible teacher, but don't let him catch you alone and don't take him up on any extra credit opportunities.

I suppose the only way you could be certain is to investigate the Society mentioned in the message.

Yeah, it comes in handy sometimes. Just about makes up for the constant mistaken-identity thing. Mostly.

He's forming a poetry club. I thought I might look into it.