ache what we do for each other
voice a scavenger roaming
words sans sound
-- 23, 24 april 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
yellow grey
Every moment all things are going to happen. There are times one wonders of pink pigs on a soft couch. One day violent heat yellow grey sensation of whispers.
Sodden eyes ignite reflection.
She still feels her round belly fly up.
We are both here.
---22 april 2010
Sodden eyes ignite reflection.
She still feels her round belly fly up.
We are both here.
---22 april 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
me here And there
There is so much. All this space, this space inside. Unfocused outlines. Visual thoughts that haunting keeping me here. And there.
An orange doric column. A wool dress. Black mane thick standing straight the sidewalk smiling a beauty admired and despised. The concave slope of dense shoulders persisting tforward.
-- le 7, 9 24 avril 2010
An orange doric column. A wool dress. Black mane thick standing straight the sidewalk smiling a beauty admired and despised. The concave slope of dense shoulders persisting tforward.
-- le 7, 9 24 avril 2010
Labels:
autobiography,
family,
grief,
identity,
language,
loss,
love,
memory,
mother,
mourning,
place,
sense memory,
synesthesia
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Curved Air
Curved air
The land the trees are running
Curved air
Furtive bliss
Stone upon stone
Blood like love hang
Hymnal bloom
Words touch
Feeling time
I see it I see it there
Life persists
My face turning
The grasses are singing
---18 march 2010
The land the trees are running
Curved air
Furtive bliss
Stone upon stone
Blood like love hang
Hymnal bloom
Words touch
Feeling time
I see it I see it there
Life persists
My face turning
The grasses are singing
---18 march 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
bridges
There is a pleasure a kind of certainty.
Once in a life they become mine then yours.
The living eat the thoughts of the dead.
Do what you must to be happy in this world
There is so much beauty.
---6 march 2010, 19 november 2010
Once in a life they become mine then yours.
The living eat the thoughts of the dead.
Do what you must to be happy in this world
There is so much beauty.
---6 march 2010, 19 november 2010
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