Editorial, Prose

A Word from the Editors: Origin

by Jerric Chong ORIGIN – early 16th century:
from French origine, from Latin origo, origin-,
from oriri ‘to rise’. [Oxford Languages] So here you are at last, donning your sub fusc and gown and traipsing up the steps of the Sheldonian with hundreds of others to hear some unintelligible Latin muttered at you, before filing out into […]

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Art, Culture, Prose

AULT: Limitless

by David Akanji Welcome to AULT, the arts and culture column of The Poor Print, written by David Akanji (me). AULT exists to refocus some of our minds,
re-engaging ourselves with art and cultural understandings. I’ll be focusing on current opinions/events/issues in the art world, but more importantly how
we as students, citizens, and humans fit into […]

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Playlist

Origin Playlist

For more inspiration on this issue’s theme,
check out this playlist, curated by one of our editors.
It features some popular tunes you may (or may not) have heard before, and the tracks they sample. Listen and embark on a journey of discovery while reading the first issue of the new academic year! To access the playlist, […]

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College, Music, Prose, Reviews

October Champagne Concert 2023: A Review

by Jerric Chong As you will undoubtedly have gleaned from the grey, hulking buildings occupying the northern half of Oriel’s usually picturesque Second Quad, the Senior Library is out of commission as one of the nicest spaces to study in Oxford, instead awaiting its conversion into a temporary dining facility while the hall closes (for […]

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Poetry

Original Thought

by Siddiq Islam Darst thou accuse me of incompetence, Of such patheticism? What nonsense! That I could not formulate out of nought What might be called an ‘Original Thought’, A concept that no other man has conjured, But when was the last time somebody wondered: How many iPhone chargers tall my mum is; If Hello […]

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Humour, Prose

Origin

by Kilian King The JCR President and porter looked at each other, then back at the gently smoking crater in front of them, then at each other again. After an awkward silence, the porter cleared his throat and looked at her impatiently. ‘Are you not even going to try and explain yourself?’ he asked, in […]

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