i can't even bear to listen to 'cross-bones style' or 'names'. it's like joy division. you almost wish you hadn't heard it.

spring
receive me
gracefully, barefoot
be generous, strew your blossom like perfumed silk
i need you, i need to grow
to return as the geese return
to the lake shore, i heard their hellos and cried
for what has lain all winter in the earth
is music now

and i without love,
out of that hospital
weak and free
i will dance if you ask me

The camera comes between me and the world. It pinches the view at the corners. Photographers only choose, we don't make anything. We choose one moment to save from the river of time. I am at home with landscape, i am alone with time, and the camera compresses the distances into moon beauty. Between me and another person, the camera is a terrible ( Read more... )

i wish i had known sooner what an incredible gift the body is. i can't not use it. i can't forget it ( Read more... )

when someone has a baby i am in tears to hear ( Read more... )

we are so numerous on the earth ( Read more... )

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it is ten years since i swam in the sea ( Read more... )

I think of England
Before there were kings, only forests
Bronze and green, thick with deer.
Stony bones
Crumbling out of the flesh.
And all the hard bright beautiful things
Cut glass and girls' glances,
The glaciers that carve the smooth new world
Are dead as cash and asphalt to my heart.

The shadows grow long in Japan ( Read more... )