One writer explores REL 1.13, “Sacred Movement,” a newly-offered course that encourages students to explore rituals of movement from the exotic to the everyday.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall: it’s Gretchen, writing from one of the mysteriously-stained, slightly-too-squishy couches that lives on the second floor of Robinson Hall — the same couch I’ve sat on for the past four years at Mirror story assignment meetings. To be honest, I’ve been dreading this ...
How do I write an editor’s note with Valentine’s Day lurking around the corner? That’s the question I have been asking myself for the past week. Much like the specter of candy hearts and love letters looms over these first two weeks of February, I have been haunted by thoughts of my love ...
CRREL is an engineering research facility with a focus on cold regions and a tight-knit relationship with the College.
The deluxe version to SZA’s second album, SOS, beautifully reflects on volatile relationships.
I started this winter clutching my steering wheel on the drive up from Boston. The forecast had called for clear conditions, but just as I turned onto the sparsely populated stretch of I-89, it began to snow. As a Florida native, I frantically phoned my uncle from Massachusetts to guide me through ...
In this Halloween edition editor’s note, Marius DeMartino ’25 looks back at three years of Dartmouth Octobers.
The leaves are changing, Dartmouth — welcome to week 4. On Monday morning, I arrived, as usual, a little early to my English class. I like to pick out a good seat in a class full of freshmen (sorry, ’28s), and I enjoy chatting with my beloved English professor, Carolyn Dever, before class. This ...
Hello, Mirror readers, and welcome to fall term! I’m sure glad to be back. After spending only one of the past four terms on campus, I finally have time for some stability — even as we ’25s take in the bittersweet moments of our final year on campus. Fall is maybe my favorite season in Hanover; ...
Hello, Mirror readers, and welcome to Green Key week! Last Tuesday, I spent a long time sitting, practically motionless outside Collis, for so long that my arms were actually sunburned — which anyone in Hanover knows is no easy feat. I found myself paralyzed, trying to fight off the stress brought ...