
Although you sit in a room that is gray,
Except for the silver
Of the straw-paper,
And pick
At your pale white gown;
Or lift one of the green beads
Of your necklace,
To let it fall;
Or gaze at your green fan
Printed with the red branches of a red willow;
Or, with one finger,
Move the leaf in the bowl--
The leaf that has fallen from the branches of the forsythia
Beside you...
What is all this?
I know how furiously your heart is beating.
-Wallace Stevens
Sunday, June 15, 2008
grey room
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Thursday, June 12, 2008
science tatoos
linky
I won't be getting one, but I'm impressed by the devotion to the cause(s).
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Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Sunday, June 01, 2008
May 2008 - the books.
*Autobiography of Red, Anne Carson
*Breakfast at Tiffany's, Truman Capote
*The Raw Shark Texts, Steven Hall
*Runaway, Alice Munro
*The Cheese Monkeys, Chip Kidd
*Days Between Stations, Steve Erickson
*On the Shortness of Life, Seneca
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