LitSoc: An Ode
This year with copious elbow grease,
And lots of bookish glee,
The Good Ship LitSoc made a splash
Upon the CSC.
“More Tumblr than Tolstoy!”
The naysayers proclaimed.
We bore “pretentious” taunts with pride:
Of books, we’re not ashamed.
With Deirbh and Sadbh and Ruth and Ash
And Leo on Exec,
Michelle, Jacob, Kelly, David, Gill, Chris, and Bríd,
kept all of us in check.
We lost some good guys on the way,
And miss them something rotten,
Grace, Saoirse, Luke, and fair Sinéad,
Will never be forgotten.
From Literary Lock-ins
to BookCrawls and Speakeasies,
Events and Songs of Ice and Fire
Made bookish love come easy.
Our reading groups and writing ‘shops
Lit up House 6’s vicinity,
And the week-long ChrisFest (Litfest?) (ChrisFest!)
Brought Joyce, for once, to Trinity!
On our Killarney writing trip
Our skills were soon applied
We learned to write, and learned to eat
A frozen pizza, fried.
When Karen Champ designed our site
She began our web soirée,
The LitSoc Twitter and Litstagram
Were highlights of each day.
And so, it was with no surprise
I watched our notoriety
Rise and rise, until, last night,
They crowned us best society!
LitSoc has always been for me
A place where I could flourish,
Where shyness is embraced and lost
And bookish souls are nourished.
My gratitude to everyone
Who helped me see this through.
You’ve made our soc the joy it is -
The cup belongs to you.