2014 Convention Stories

    Saved by Savannah: A Sestina for the Sigma Tau Delta Convention

    Emily O'BrienEmily J. O’Brien
    Sigma Tau Delta Officer, Alpha Omicron Epsilon Chapter
    Indiana University East, Richmond, IN



    Twelve hours in a van is indeed
    a long time to get anywhere, oh boy,
    even if it is to attend a convention for English,
    our chosen discipline, our supposed source of inspiration.
    Alas, after the long drive we arrived feeling like peasants
    as we checked into our fancy hotel in Savannah.

    But oh, how worthwhile our journey was, oh Savannah,
    a breathtaking blend of history and art, indeed,
    historic monuments from when the colony of Georgia was just peasants
    right next to modern sculptures. Walking the cobblestone corridors, oh boy,
    what a treat, what a sight to see, what instant inspiration!
    Like the convention panels on all areas of the English

    discipline, analyses of all eras of English
    literature from Antigone to Mrs. Dalloway, the Sigma Tau Deltans at Savannah
    reignited our passions—much-needed inspiration
    for our exhausted minds. Before, we were out of steam indeed,
    but we fed off the English major energy around us, oh boy,
    our transformations were obvious, no longer were we peasants

    trudging through life as if it were a hard labor, no, peasants
    no more! We picked up our pens and remembered why English
    was our chosen path, our passion. We wrote and we wrote, oh boy,
    the weights on all of our shoulders had gone and writer’s block with it, for Savannah
    had saved us. How sudden, how surprising it was, indeed
    I had lost all desire to write, but finally, I found inspiration

    from the ocean breeze, the sound of the waves, my new inspiration
    to let my pen take me away to a land with no peasants
    or college students struggling to get by, indeed
    the ocean took me, took all of us to a land where English
    majors ruled supreme, for in Savannah
    they did. We united to say that English matters and oh boy,

    it does. How could I have forgotten? Oh boy,
    how could I have let my love die, let my inspiration,
    my desire to inspire others, go? Lucky for me, Savannah
    set me straight, for there, even peasants
    can ride boats, even professors can get lost, in a world where English
    rules supreme, anything can happen. How magical, indeed,

    how marvelous Savannah was for us all, professors and peasants
    alike, for oh boy, how abundant the springs of inspiration
    flow when English majors run the show, what a sight to see, indeed.

    Outside the Hotel

    (from left to right) Ian Holt, myself, Chase Eversole (President of Alpha Omicron Epsilon Chapter), Katie Yohey, and Kaylyn Flora.