i whispered, "i am too young,"
and then, "i am old enough";
wherefore i threw a penny
to find out if i might love.
"go and love, go and love, young man,
if the lady be young and fair."
ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
i am looped in the loops of her hair.
o love is the crooked thing,
there is nobody wise enough
to find out all that is in it,
for he would be thinking of love
till the stars had run away
and the shadows eaten the moon.
ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
one cannot begin it too soon.
Monday, September 6, 2010
brown penny
pane of ice
"..now I resemble a sort of god
floating through the air in my soul-shift
pure as a pane of ice. It's a gift."
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
tango magnolia
Monday, June 7, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
the unknown
Monday, May 24, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
the beautiful poem
Thursday, April 22, 2010
the importance of ivy leage
Saturday, April 17, 2010
free of cloud

"dusk fell at the same time all the year round. it was very brief, almost like a blow. in the rainy season, for weeks on end, you couldn't see the sky, it was full of an unvarying mist which even the light of the moon couldn't pierce. in the dry season, though, the sky was bare, completely free of cloud, naked. even moonless nights were light. and the shadows were as clear-cut as ever on the ground, and on the water, roads, and walls."
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
wake up and live!
Sunday, April 11, 2010
take me away

i'll be seeing you
in all the old familiar places
that this heart of mine embraces
all day through.
in that small cafe;
the park across the way;
the children's carousel;
the chestnut trees;
the wishin' well.
i'll be seeing you
in every lovely summer's day;
in every thing that's light and gay.
i'll always think of you that way.
i'll find you
in the morning sun
and when the night is new.
i'll be looking at the moon,
but I'll be seeing you.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
l'amant

"her body is heavy, innocent still, her skin's as soft as that of certain fruits, you almost can't grasp her, she's almost illusory, it's too much. she makes you want to kill her, she conjures up a marvelous dream of putting her to death with your own hands. those flour-white shapes, she bears them unknowingly, and offers them for hands to knead, for lips to eat, without holding them back, without any knowledge of them and without any knowledge of their fabulous power."
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
le mépris

see my feet in the mirror? think they're pretty?
very.
you like my ankles?
and my knees, too?
i really like your knees.
and my thighs?
your thighs, too.
see my behind in the mirror? do you think I have a cute ass?
really.
shall I get on my knees?
no need to.
and my breasts. you like them?
yes, tremendously.
gently, paul. not so hard.
sorry.
which do you like better, my breasts, or my nipples?
i don't know. i like them the same.
you like my shoulders?
i don't think they're round enough.
and my arms?
and my face?
your face, too.
all of it?
my mouth, my eyes, my nose, my ears?
yes, everything.
then you love me totally.
i love you totally,
tenderly, tragically.
tea
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
my favorite things

raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
brown paper packages tied up with strings
these are a few of my favorite things
cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
these are a few of my favorite things
girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
silver white winters that melt into springs
these are a few of my favorite things
when the dog bites
when the bee stings
when I'm feeling sad
i simply remember my favorite things
and then I don't feel so bad
Friday, April 2, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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