Spontaneous Writing

Sep 07, 2006 12:19

The archetype of black and white, the photograph of every day taken over and over, until it is burned into synapses and into the reaction of flesh and mind. The evening light slams shut like a door and it only opens when an old man produces the key. Insert the key and the door becomes a green tree. Enormous. From a fissure in the tree a young woman ( Read more... )

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cranehaven September 8 2006, 14:28:16 UTC
Oh yes...!!! Do keep writing, and do keep practicing no matter what...

gassho

~P

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yllstonewolf September 13 2006, 17:44:43 UTC
i'm sorry i've been missing. i'm back, though slight. this is beautiful. you are in my thoughts my friend. wondering if you would write that letter for my love i've asked about in days past. some day soon. :)

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