February 2012
17 posts
Thaddeus: I closed my eyes. I imagined Selah and Bianca in a canoe so narrow they had to lie down with their arms folded on their on their stomachs, their heads at opposite ends, their toes touching. I dreamed two miniature suns. I set one each upon their foreheads. I dreamed a waterfall and a calm lake of my arms below to catch them.
from Light Boxes by Shane Jones
“When the fall is all there is, it matters.”
– Richard; The Lion in Winter (via hermionejg) (via bunnymitford) (via siftingflour)
The Sound Poets - Kalniem pāri
outerpsyche asked: just love your blog
January 2012
22 posts
1 tag
brightfreckles:
Fireplace - Lost in the Trees
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VAL: You can put back the bits of glass but you can’t collect up the heat of the smash. It’s gone.
SEPTIMUS: So the Improved Newtonian Universe must cease and grow cold. Dear me.
Tom Stoppard, Arcadia
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(Thank you R.)
raising-romulus:
Sufjan Stevens - Wolverine
December 2011
19 posts
1 tag
siftingflour:
bunnymitford:
Sufjan Stevens...
“It’s always like this in their adventures. To save and to be saved. I wish...”
– Tove Jansson, Moominland Midwinter
