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our story - william stafford (again)
remind me again - together we
trace our strange journey, find
each other, come on laughing.
some time we'll cross where life
ends. we'll both look back
as far as forever, that first day.
i'll touch you - a new world then.
stars will move a different way.
we'll both end. we'll both begin.
remind me again. -
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What and how we frame it. An art to taking things out of context. Place in new, or simply place focus upon it. A photograph, a snatch of conversation or tune, a moment, a fragment. A sleight of cognition: nothing is ordinary. -
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Infinite: the capacity of the human mind for self-justification. -
the painted porch (we play upon)
patience: "the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like"
- derived from Latin pat
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tension
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transgression -
Poetry repost
I read this poem in baranoouji's LJ some months ago, and it's haunted me since, like some poems will do.
"Quarantine", from Against Love Poetry by Eavan BolandIn the worst hour of the worst season ( Read more... ) -
sunburnt...
Fell asleep on the beach at Sauvie, Saturday. The sun did a number on me, but I can't blame it. I'm just happy it's out ( Read more... ) -
Straight On Till Morning
A toast to timing. In my last post, I described a place we visited last Sunday called Never Never Land in Tacoma, WA. Today, we heard that this forgotten little park is scheduled to be demolished this Thursday. Goodbye, Neverland.
A few more pictures in memoriam:
All aboard the pirate ship:
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Never Never Land
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I will be in Seattle Thurs-Sun. Paul is playing a show at Fuel in Seattle on Thursday night, and another show somewhere in Tacoma on Sunday night. I will likely be guest spotting on keyboards for one or both shows ( Read more... )
