bho daridrya namas tubhyaṃ
siddho 'haṃ tvatprasādataḥ.
paśyāmy ahaṃ jagat sarvaṃ
na māṃ paśyati kaścana.

(O poverty, homage to you;
by your grace I have obtained magical powers.
I see the whole world;
nobody sees me.)

- Unattributed Sanskrit verse

For those of us who live at the shoreline
standing upon the constant edges of decision
crucial and alone
for those of us who cannot indulge
the passing dreams of choice
who love in doorways coming and going
in the hours between dawns
looking inward and outward
at once before and after
seeking a now that can breed
futures
like bread in our children's mouths
so ( Read more... )

x-posted from my own journal ...

καὶ σῶμα μὲν πάντων ἕπεται θανάτῳ περισθενεῖ,
ζωὸν δ᾽ ἔτι λείπεται αἰῶνος εἴδωλον· τὸ γὰρ ἐστι μόνον
ἐκ θεῶν· εὕδει δὲ πρασσόντων μελέων, ἀτὰρ εὑδόν-
    τέσσιν ἐν πολλοῖς ὀνείροις
δείκνυσι τερπνῶν ἐφέρποισαν χαλεπῶν τε κρίσιν

-- Pindar, OCT Fragment 116, otherwise Fragment 131(b)

translation by Sandys ...

"The body of ( Read more... )

"Every one of us is losing something precious to us," he says after the phone stops ringing. "Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That's part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks ( Read more... )

What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's ( Read more... )

" remember the day, because this is what dreams should always be, I just want to stay. I just want to keep this dream in me.. your losing you memory now "

ryan star -' losing your memory'

this song makes me shiver.

"When we meet on a cloud, I'll be laughing out loud;
I'll be laughing with everyone I see -
Can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all."

- from "In An Aeroplane Over the Sea" by Neutral Milk Hotel

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"Feels like I'm being watched, but I'm glad I'm not alone, I'm glad I'm not alone".

- from "Haunted By the Ghost of Patty" by Barcelona

"One great part of every human existence is passed in a state which cannot be rendered sensible by the use of wideawake language, cutanddry grammar and goahead plot."
-James Joyce

Annie: You shouldn't have done it if you didn't think it was right ( Read more... )

Flying at Night

Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death,
snaps on his yard light, drawing his sheds and barn
back into the little system of his care.
All night, the cities, like shimmering novas,
tug with bright ( Read more... )