May 2011
7 posts
“Some nights feel like forever.”
April 2011
1 post
March 2011
23 posts
Nostalgia for the Light
While waiting in my dark apartment I try to hide the one thing I’m terrified of breaking—
But you find it.
Hidden, tucked away in a small dusty wooden box in the corner of my room waiting for someone to claim it as their own.
Picking it up, you examine its shape, weight and imperfections.
“Don’t drop it, it’s glass,” I say as you turn it over in you hand...
“Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via fightinginsilence)
The Terms in Which I Think of Reality
Reality is a question of realizing how real the world is already. Time is Eternity, ultimate and immovable; everyone’s an angel. It’s Heaven’s mystery of changing perfection : absolute Eternity changes! Cars are always going down the street, lamps go off and on. It’s a great flat plain; we can see everything on top of a table. Clams open on the table, lambs...
When The Light Appears
You’ll bare your bones you’ll grow you’ll pray you’ll only know When the light appears, boy, when the light appears You’ll sing & you’ll love you’ll praise blue heavens above When the light appears, boy, when the light appears You’ll whimper & you’ll cry you’ll get yourself sick and sigh You’ll sleep & you’ll...
“Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of...”
– Rosemarie Urquico (via kblitz)
(via conversationslips)
Rosemarie no longer has an active blog, but she can be found on Facebook here: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/profile.php?id=585211028 To see the post about how she was found, please go here. Thanks, Jonathan (who should eventually get a...
February 2011
38 posts
“There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or...”
– E.B White “Here is New York” from Essays of E.B White. (via minusmanhattan)
Back to the Future: Irina Werning Photography →
“I got a laugh at the table read when I asked for the butter in the dinner...”
– Studio 60
“And that New York City skyline never looked so good…”
Q and A by Linda Pastan
I thought I couldn’t be surprised: “Do you write on a computer?” someone asks, and “Who are your favorite poets?” and “How much do you revise?”
But when the very young woman in the fourth row lifted her hand and without irony inquired: “Did you write
your Emily Dickinson poem because you like her work, or did you know her...
