Eric Marcarelli

Software Developer, Writer, Painter

Searching for a Lost Time that Never Was

August 08, 2010 by Eric Marcarelli in Poems, Writing 0 comments
There was a great age, so we are told. Have you forgotten now that you’re old? Or has its memory grown sublime, Through the endless shifting of treacherous time? Were the sun’s beams more clear, Did the moon evoke more fear? Were dark forests deeper, Did the tallest peaks stand steeper? Indeed they did and were in lore, All this and so much more. This time so elusive but sadly sought, Its seekers diligent but temporally caught. Always behind does it cower, Sometimes ten years, others an hour. We may never find it, but still must go. We may be there now; how would we know?

The Fort

August 08, 2010 by Eric Marcarelli in Nature, Poems, Writing 0 comments
Deep in the dense army of green, Beyond the swift and twisting stream, Well hidden this place too few have seen: Composed of twisted branches, bushes, and beam. Through long summer days well spent, Through heat and rain it never bent. This place in time now lost, But never forgotten.

The Robbery

August 08, 2010 by Eric Marcarelli in Short Stories, Writing 0 comments
This is a short play rather than a story, but being my only one, it doesn’t warrant a new category. Late at night in a darkened kitchen. Sam enters and moves towards the fridge. Sam: What do I want? ENTER CHUCK THE ROBBER Chuck: Oh dear, an inhabitant ahead. Sam: Who are you? Chuck: Never mind, continue your conversation with the fridge. Sam: What? Chuck: You know, I’m quite thirsty. Are you going to get something or are you just trying to cool the room?

The Mouse

August 08, 2010 by Eric Marcarelli in Short Stories 0 comments
It was cold and the wind rattled the windows. I was very pleased with the house, and the owner answered all my queries openly, even enthusiastically. “Anything else?” his smile rounded his cheeks. “I noticed a hole in the wall,” I said. His voice lowered. “We have a small rodent problem,” he said. “But it’s nothing a few traps won’t fix,” he said more firmly. I smiled. I wasn’t worried. Would you be?

The Medieval Understanding of the Black Plague

August 08, 2010 by Eric Marcarelli in History, Writing 0 comments
This is an essay I wrote for my class on the history of medicine. It provides a window on the fascinating world of medieval thought. While it has a strongly academic flavor, I think it avoids being dense. If you’re doing undergraduate world on the Plague you may find it useful for its use of many of the available primary sources. The numbers in brackets refer to the notes below the text. The most devastating outbreak of the Black Plague struck Europe from 1347 to 1350 and is estimated to have killed between thirty and fifty percent of the population.[1] Modern science reveals that the plague was caused primarily by bubonic plague spread through fleas carried on rats. A pneumonic form of the plague that could be spread between humans also existed, and some historians believe that other diseases such as anthrax may have operated in conjunction with bubonic plague.[2] Lacking this scientific understanding, medieval Europeans turned to religion, astrological and humoral theories, and allegations of conspiracy to explain the devastation that consumed their world. While largely ineffective in preventing or treating the plague, these ideas probably did provide some comfort and even some sense of control by attempting to […]