Monday, August 3, 2009
why we've got to be anonymous
the difference between a, and the, and one.

and of course the saved-as-drafts.

I know that joy will come
as a voice in a fugue returns
to enter and alter the texture
of accumulating seasons.
...
What’s grief but the after-blindness
of the spirit’s dazzle of love?-- gwen harwood, past and present

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dance.drama.dream.
run.read.roam.
write.wonder.weave.
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you know just what you're saying
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she rings my bell
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contrariwise
deargod
dearoldlove
deviantart
fmylife
ineradicable stain
postsecret
thingsmyboyfriendsays
thingsweforget

morethanwords
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Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

o death in life, the days that are no more
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i wish you'd make up my bed here
though i swear i've never been more alone here
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don't look back in anger
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