i decline to accept // being blown up.

Feb 16, 2005 17:51

something strange is happening in my home. all the glasses are breaking, and all the handles are coming clean off of the coffee mugs. the phone is ringing off the hook. these are not metaphors for anything, i don't think. which is comforting. i'm tired of real-life metaphors, and non-metaphors-- those dreams i've been having where, when i wake, i ( Read more... )

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yarden February 17 2005, 01:52:24 UTC
ps. dear anne, where the hell are you? i want to talk to you about nyc!

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moltenscene February 17 2005, 05:27:37 UTC
my heart bursts wide open

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__intaglio__ March 7 2005, 02:05:44 UTC
i would like to say that i have been wanting to comment on this post since, well, since you wrote it...
the metaphor bit in particular. it seems to me that i too have been layering metaphors. my life a real-life metaphor for my deeper life, etcetera. all of these events and moments and things that happen somehow having to be be a signal of something deeper. it is nice when things are clear and solid-- things being--quite specifically and explicitly--exactly what they are. sometimes a bird can be beautiful in that it is simply a bird having feathers and wings.

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