July 2010
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the magnetic fields - chicken with its head cut...
smog - i was a stranger
(from red apple falls,...
WatchI’ve posted about this before but I just can’t wait to see music video director Romain Gavras’s first feature, NOTRE JOUR VIENDRA.
Romain Gavras to Slaughter More ‘Redheads’ — ANIMAL
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Rachel Zucker's sunday morning
I keep coming back to this beautifully honest poem by Rachel Zucker
beenlookingforthemagic:
Sunday Morning by Rachel Zucker, 2009
Last night I woke up sweating and begged you
to open the open window and threw my damp night clothes to the floor none of which woke you. Now the bedroom is crisp and I’m almost too big
to be on my back like this reading. Thinking you’ll
touch me....
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but the music, my dear, the music...
we were so young
though not much younger than we are today
but oh how inexperienced!
wicker park in december
with the future before us –
so unimaginable for me even then
and lying on your bed
we listened to Chopin
the beauty of the music was overwhelming -
or so we said
the taste of you
the smell of us
your freckled shoulders
the scratch of your beard on my bare breast…
now three years...
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For Moments That Don't Want Them by Lindsay Wilson
you tap the ash off your cigarette. your cold hands restless like wyomings wind you tell me the big sky is a word as large as childhood, even better than sex in the backseat, your skirt hiked up around your waist, freer than new sun glasses and a car wash before a road trip. and all i do is miss the train rattling by 1st street, all i do is fail to make words for moments that...
Coming Back To You by Leonard Cohen (another post...
You know that I’m still hurting I can’t turn the other cheek But you know that I I still love you It’s just that I cannot speak I looked for you in everyone And they called me on that too I lived alone but I was only Coming back to you Ah they’re shutting down the factory now Just when all the bills are due And the fields they’re under lock and key Tho’ the rain and the sun come...
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“You make me confront the best and the worst in myself, but before you, I feel I...”
– anais nin (the diary of anais nin volume one 1931-1934)
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(from my diary - May 2008)
Thus far this journal has been one filled with the obvious, with the superficial. I want to explore the human condition. Those eternal questions of why are we here, why do we wake every dawn to a new day…that lead to the subsidiary questions regarding emotion…something of which I am filled with (more than most). I do not want to edit my thoughts, I wish to experiment with the natural eb and...
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Stranger by Richard Shelton
do not be afraid of the emptiness around you If you remain here your eyes will grow accustomed to the desert light. Then you will be able to distinguish between seasons. You will begin to see the citizens of this country and realize you are not alone. As each sun rolls over you on its journey west, you will grow quieter with listening until you can hear the dry whispers of scorpins, ...
one great opening paragraph
“A year ago, six months ago, I thought that I was an artist. I no longer think about it, I am. Everything that was literature has fallen from me. There are no more books to be written, thank God. This then? This is not a book. This is libel, slander, defamation of character. This is not a book, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a prolonged insult, a gob of spit in the face of...
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