now you need to try the fresh lychees. they rule to an even greater extent than the canned lychees. and as you well know, the canned lychees rule.
that last picture reminded me of a poem:
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.
it's by Stanley Kunitz. nyc subways have poems posted in with the advertisements that cover the tops of the walls in the cars. this is one i saw there, believe it or not.
omg you kid me not, siree---- I HAVE to see the NYC subways. that poem is gluttonously laden with lush imagery and diction. it made my literary pyshe burst! lights flowing in rivulets. wanton honeybees.
thank you. i had been consulting at this place for awhile and finally made it permanent. i need the stability right now so i am muy contento...or something. and i like the job.
i love your writing and your photography. may i add you as a friend?
Hey, I just came across your journal while looking at icons. You take beautiful pictures. I noticed you said you make LJ layout. Would you mind making me one?
I love your photos and your writing, I even enjoy reading your responses to comments. Thank you so much for my beautiful layout. I am forever at your service.
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that last picture reminded me of a poem:
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.
it's by Stanley Kunitz. nyc subways have poems posted in with the advertisements that cover the tops of the walls in the cars. this is one i saw there, believe it or not.
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omg you kid me not, siree---- I HAVE to see the NYC subways. that poem is gluttonously laden with lush imagery and diction. it made my literary pyshe burst! lights flowing in rivulets. wanton honeybees.
thanks for sharing
congrats on your new job.
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i love your writing and your photography. may i add you as a friend?
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Yes sir :) :)
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such a perfect day... http://www.vega.net/perfect/perfect.wav
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