March 2011
5 posts
Basket Night
Tangerine pools in flowered gardens
The edge of this place
Looks.
Not like autumn, but not yet summer.
Glistening amongst the floors of time
Lies Juliette. Slumbering in ecstasy
She dreams always of namaste.
- Annie & Janey
Paper Chomp Disaster Dance
Maps crunch late moments
In ecstasy, search me for time,
Take precedence. Towards
Little dunes fling
Little swans, bigger now than
Boats have longed to reach.
We leave together
Waltzing.
- Annie, Lexy, Janey & Lois
Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that...
– Evelyn Waugh - Brideshead Revisited
February 2011
8 posts
http://irinawerning.com/back-to-the-fut/back-to-the... →
Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and...
– Oscar Wilde - The Picture of Dorian Gray
I don’t feel that it is necessary to know exactly what I am. The main interest in life and work is to become someone else that you were not in the beginning.
- Michel Foucault
January 2011
7 posts
The only ones for me are the mad ones.
Mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved.
Desirous of everything at the same time.
The ones who yawn and never say a commonplace thing,
But burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles
Exploding like spiders across the stars.
And in the middle, you see the blue centrelight pop,
And everybody goes ‘Ahhhh’.
It is true that words drop away, and that the important things are often left...
– Jeanette Winterson - Lighthousekeeping