“ The problem of love is not the problem of an object- it is the problem of a faculty.
October 11, 2010
September 25, 2010
August 19, 2010
Forty West to Knoxville
A heavy set trucker waves to me
With cigar in hand
August 13, 2010
February 5, 2010
November 28, 2009
October 27, 2009
“ You will remember that leaping stream
where sweet aromas rose and trembled,
and sometimes a bird, wearing water
and slowness, its winter feathers.
You will remember those gifts from the earth:
indelible scents, gold clay,
weeds in the thicket and crazy roots,
magical thorns like swords.
You’ll remember the bouquet you picked,
shadows and silent water,
bouquet like a foam-covered stone.
That time was like never, and like always.
So we go there, where nothing is waiting;
we find everything waiting there.
where sweet aromas rose and trembled,
and sometimes a bird, wearing water
and slowness, its winter feathers.
You will remember those gifts from the earth:
indelible scents, gold clay,
weeds in the thicket and crazy roots,
magical thorns like swords.
You’ll remember the bouquet you picked,
shadows and silent water,
bouquet like a foam-covered stone.
That time was like never, and like always.
So we go there, where nothing is waiting;
we find everything waiting there.
Pablo Neruda
2 years ago
October 22, 2009
“ There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do.
Freya Stark
2 years ago
