( february questions & answers )

Мы любим плоть - и вкус ее, и цвет ( Read more... )

dreamt of a sea of animals last night. dreamt of bar-hopping, a party, a plan. i dreamt our doorknob worked & it was warm out. (was that the party, the plan?) then i woke up & it was valentine's day. now it's valentine's day & i'm missing ben's apolcalyptic-sounding darwin lecture while a handyman strips slices off our big oak door "so it doesn't ( Read more... )

желанием честей размучен,
зовёт, я слышу, славы шум.

( nuits sans nuit )

today's the epiphany. it's a trench coat day for sure. i'm in the mood to read short stories, to finish cups of coffee-- i'm in the mood for mastery.

1. well the heart opens wide / like it's never seen love / & addiction stays on tight like a glove

has it ever occurred to anyone else that benjamin has a touch of the hitchcock about him?

( Translation is a mode. )

practically dark at noon. i feel like daylight losings. always winter and never christmas-- except christmas too soon, christmas nearly now. i feel my rhyme scheme slipping--

( an exercise in considering hosts and parasites )

lump in my throat. reading не могу молчать -- i get it, tolstoy, tolstoi, bearded lev. lev, lyev, liev. transliteration seems harder than translation these days; somehow the stakes, steaks, are not quite well done? are too dumb high ( Read more... )

( a little parody, mangled by over-determination. or is that over-translation? )