I wrote this essay on Keats’ This Living Hand when I was in college. I wrote it longhand, with a pencil. The part that is in blue was printed in 4 pt Times New Roman in the center of the page. I tried to recreate the handwriting where I could. The entire essay fit on the front of one page. That page was covered completely with little yellow Post-It notes each with a lyric from whatever song was on the radio at the time – I think it was something by the Eagles. The back of the page was a handwritten translation of the Star-Spangled Banner in binary 1s and 0s. That piece of paper was placed between two clean white sheets of paper and I stapled all around the edges so there was no way you could get to the essay without shredding the entire margin. The margins of the essay proper were covered with the complete Pearl Jam Ten lyrics with no punctuation or spacing. My name was not anywhere on the three pieces of paper. Keats was an excellent author. Dr. Ault was (is?) an excellent professor.