April 2009
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Apr 28th
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Apr 27th
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Apr 27th
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Apr 27th
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“Breath, you invisible poem!”
– Rainer Maria Rilke
Apr 22nd
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Apr 22nd
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...rain falling like shards of gold in the...
I saw a double rainbow in Toowong on my way home from work this afternoon.
Apr 21st
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Apr 20th
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I keep treasures inside me now, because there is no one with the same taste to echo their importance, no one who understands how special they are. …or I post them here, in hope another voice echoes back.
Apr 19th
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I can’t spend my whole life being a surrogate, a vessel left empty by sex while I wait for love. I’m tired.
Apr 19th
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I will free myself.
Apr 19th
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Apr 19th
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inside my shirt cool greenstone lies, beating on my chest, singing to the seasons.
Apr 19th
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Autumn whispering on my face, a chill in between every strand of light.
Apr 19th
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“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage...”
– Rumi
Apr 18th
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Apr 18th
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First Snowfall, Jon Pineda
Snow layered itself over the already dead, those clumps of tomato plants I’d neglected from the summer lay crumpled under drifts, their bones muscled with cold near the shed. I spoke your name, and it spun there, our little ghost, spreading open its arms until they were bare limbs of trees, my neighbor’s broken fence, this bright distance between us.
Apr 18th
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“I want to speak of revolutions in beauty but I hear hordes counting down to...”
– Lyn Hejinian - Final Section from “Eleven Eyes”: Poetry Foundation
Apr 18th
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The Sailor, Geof Hewitt
In my movie the boat goes under And he alone survives the night in the cold ocean, Swimming he hope in a shoreward direction. Daylight and he’s still aloft, pawing the water And doesn’t yet know he’s only fifty feet from shore. He goes under for what will be the last time But only a few feet down scrapes the bottom. He’s suddenly a changed man and half hops, half swims The remaining distance,...
Apr 17th
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“Time is short and it doesn’t return again. It is slipping away while I write...”
– Tennessee Williams (via robot-heart) (via quote-book) (via lovechristine)
Apr 17th
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Apr 16th
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“What I’d like to interject into the dialog is the way that Somalia epitomizes so...”
– A friend of mine from LA, on the Somali pirates (via frothyparadise) (via robot-heart-politics) (via bubububble)
Apr 15th
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“The Web is buzzing with information about how to throw an anti-Obama Taxpayer...”
– Anti-Obama Taxpayer Tea Parties steeped in insanity - Los Angeles Times
Apr 15th
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I know everything you mean that you don’t say, but reading between the lines is a stupid false hope.
Apr 14th
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Apr 14th
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'It has received no answer. Nor will it ever.' →
For the last 12 years, a single solitary whale whose vocalizations match no known living species has been tracked across the Northeast Pacific. Its wanderings match no known migratory patterns of any living whale species. Its vocalizations have also subtly deepened over the years, indicating that the whale is maturing and ageing. And, during the entire 12 year span that it has been tracked, it has...
Apr 13th
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You Mustn't Show Weakness, Yehuda Amichai →
In the daytime I lay traps for my memories and at night I work in the Balaam Mills, turning curse into blessing and blessing into curse. And don’t ever show weakness. Sometimes I come crashing down inside myself without anyone noticing. I’m like an ambulance on two legs, hauling the patient inside me to Last Aid with the wailing of cry of a siren, and people think it’s ordinary...
Apr 13th
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“Most people who don’t like rock & roll can’t relate to other people.”
– Bob Dylan (via fuckyeahbobdylan) (via maver)
Apr 13th
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Why We Don't Condemn Our Pirates -- by K'NAAN →
(via blackisbeautiful)
Apr 12th
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All I’ve dreamt of since is water.
Apr 12th
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Apr 12th
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Apr 11th
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burn and blush the back of your hand play my skin with a bow raw raw until each choked cry is a symphony of tiny violins burn and blush raw the back of your hand raw, raw my skin is singing for you my skin is weeping for you
Apr 11th
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“Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast...”
– Terry Pratchett
Apr 10th
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