July 2009
A Coney Island of the Mind (21), Lawrence...
poetry365:
She loved to look at flowers
smell fruit
And the leaves had the look of loving
But halfass drunken sailors
staggered thru her sleep
scattering semen
over the virgin landscape
At a certain age
her heart put about
searching the lost shores
And heard the green birds singing
from the other side of silence
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So tonight was absolutely wonderful. I was doing something I’d been dreaming of for years and enjoying nearly every minute of it. And there were friendly, funny, interesting people around me.
And then as things began to wind down, when I was off to the sides just listening to the music, not having to do my job anymore, I felt incredibly lonely. This was something I was supposed to share...
Inner-vention
dearoldlove:
I drug myself in some way every day to forget how much I loved you, and to forgive myself for not being able to forgive you.
June 2009
“It’s when you hold eye contact for that second too long or maybe the way...”
– I Wrote This For You
One more thing:
summerscrabble:
I won’t be able to go to Scrabble tomorrow. Kat or Sophie, would you be able to set stuff up?
-Laura
Yep!
Pulsating, Cleansing Forgiveness
dearoldlove:
You don’t deserve any of my forgiveness, but if you come back I will shower you in it.
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That shouldn’t have made me cry. It’s just a stupid TV show. But oh man.
I’ve missed you so much today. Yes I’m still sad about how things worked out, but even more so I’m angry because it’s been the same thing every time.
Can you forget the past few months? Can we have normal conversations?
Poem, Ted Kooser
poetry365:
Get your tongue
out
of my mouth;
I’m kissing you
goodbye.
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I had forgotten how good sunshine made me feel, how wrapped up in a good book I can become. But I still look up when I hear a bike go by behind me, just to see if it’s you. Or at least to see if it’s a nice one.
I still miss writing but at least I’m doing something. I miss film and the darkroom something fierce, though, and what I’m doing there is only making the longing...
“Otherwise the wind is in her face
and her legs are part of a bicycle.”
– Austin Hummell (via bikepornftw)
Animals, Frank O'Hara
poetry365:
Have you forgotten what we were like then
when were were still first rate
and the day came fat with an apple in its mouth
it’s no use worrying about Time
but we did have a few tricks up our sleeves
and turned some sharp corners
the whole pasture looked like our meal
we didn’t need speedometers
we could manage cocktails out of ice and water
I wouldn’t want to be faster
or...
“So yes, we could kiss. I could kiss you and you could kiss me. There’s no...”
– I Wrote This For You
A hard lesson to learn, but important none the less.
Out of You, Rodney Phillips
poetry365:
coming out of you
I feel like Democracy in America
slowly slipping away
Late at Night, William Stafford
poetry365:
Falling Separate into the dark
the hailstone yelps of geese pattered
through our roof; startled we listened.
Those V’s of direction swept by unseen
so orderly that we paused. But then
faltering back through their circle they came.
Were they lost up there in the night?
They always knew the way, we thought.
You looked at me across the room:—
We live in a terrible season.
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Yesterday was the two year mark for two very important things. I didn’t even realize. That is 731 days (including today). God that is a long time to feel this way.
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It just struck me how completely different the two of you appear. Nearly everything, physically, is a total opposite.
I may have to declare this a victory somehow.
Wave
dearoldlove:
You know that night we spent by the lake discussing who we could see dating me? Well, the only person I could see myself with is you.
“Wow. You took it like a champ!” he said.”
– Said in Bed › As Awkward As the Act
When I got my ribs tattooed my artist said this to me…
Dull Times for Bright Film: Kodak Yanks Kodachrome... →
This is my second professional blog post (I suppose I’m an online journalist now?). About the discontinuation of Kodak’s lovely Kodachrome. My first reactions are here but after doing the research it makes sense. It’s still a shame, especially since I’m definitely a film girl myself. (I also make a lovely jab at my own age in the article, so all you “old people”...