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Japan
so what if my heart's a drunk
i am seeing stars i never saw before
i am accident prone
this never takes a break
now that you're gone
i'll sleep until tomorrow
i wake up hungry
cake is hope for the hopeless
my grin wears chocolate
i am climbing over my wall
for you
not changing my mind
i like the outfit
when i look up from my bed
i can see your little pieces of magic all over my ceiling
goodnight
-b
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Light splashed this morning
on the shell-pink anemones
swaying on their tall stems;
down blue-spiked veronica
light flowed in rivulets
over the humps of the honeybees;
this morning I saw light kiss
the silk of the roses
in their second flowering,
my late bloomers,
flushed with their brandy.
A curious gladness shook me...
I can scarcely wait till tomorrow
when a new life begins for me,
as it does each day,
as it does each day.
-Stanley Kunitz
Monday, November 2, 2009
love your chaos
We all want the happily ever afters. The perfect proposal, the confetti, the fireworks, the fairy-tale endings, growing old together in a little country cottage with roses in the garden. The love at first sight that runs without a hitch.
But I think that we all want the sweeping tragedy of love, too. The longing and the loss and the tearing apart - the strength of those feelings.
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