so much joy it hurts

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September 2009

Songs: Ohia, Mighty Like Love, Mighty Like Sorrow

A stray star yielding on her back
As much as she can
It is so hard

A stray star yielding on her back
Do not leave me

It is dull hot hours
It is hurting like the winter
Stars do spangle the sky here
And the moon is burning between us
And it is so hard


The weight of the distance comes down between us
Mighty like love and mighty like sorrow

(via shitgaze)

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August 2009

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I collaborated with Cassie, I wrote one line and she wrote four bars of piano and played and sung it! I present our little song “Falling In Love Is An Honest Mistake”.

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After Love, Maxine Kumin

Afterward, the compromise.
Bodies resume their boundaries.

These legs, for instance, mine.
Your arms take you back in.

Spoons of our fingers, lips
admit their ownership.

The bedding yawns, a door
blows aimlessly ajar

and overhead, a plane
singsongs coming down.

Nothing is changed, except
there was a moment when

the wolf, the mongering wolf
who stands outside the self

lay lightly down, and slept.


(via poetry365)

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Aug 30, 2009159 notes
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“How I dearly wish I was not here in the seaside town that they forgot to bomb. Come, come, come nuclear bomb.” —Morrissey - Everyday Is Like Sunday (via claytoncubitt)
Aug 30, 20099 notes
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“I’m sinking like a stone in the sea,
I’m burning like a bridge for your body.”
—Brand New - Tautou
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“Really I don’t like human nature unless all candied over with art.” —Virginia Woolf
Aug 30, 200911 notes
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Aug 27, 200943 notes
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Aug 27, 2009
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Autumn Poems, Nikki Giovanni

the heat
you left with me
last night
still smolders
the wind catches
your scent
and refreshes
my senses

I am a leaf
falling from your tree
upon which i was
impaled

(via poetry365)

Aug 27, 200948 notes
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Aug 26, 2009
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Aug 23, 2009
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Aug 22, 2009
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“Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It’s like the tide going out, revealing whatever’s been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future. The ruin you’ve made.” —Margaret Atwood (via thresca) (via hydrogen) (via suzywire)
Aug 22, 2009236 notes
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Aug 19, 2009
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Aug 18, 2009
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Garden Gnome Liberation Front

Garden Gnome Liberation Front The first and most predominant gnome liberating force is the Garden Gnome Liberation Front (also known as the Front for the Liberation of Garden Gnomes—le Front pour la Libération des Nains de Jardin (FLNJ)). The Garden Gnome Liberation Front was introduced to the French public in 1997. Over the course of a year, the Front stole over 150 garden gnomes, contending that garden gnomes deserved the same freedoms they were blessed with. The leader of that group was charged in absentia with stealing over 150 garden gnomes over a period of several years. The Front’s leader was given a suspended prison sentence and fined for the 150 stolen gnomes.

In 1998 there was another strike that has been attributed to the Garden Gnome Liberation Front. This strike was known as the “mass suicide.” In Briey, a small city in eastern France, citizens woke up to find 11 garden gnomes hanging from a bridge with nooses around their necks. A nearby note stated: “When you read these few words we will no longer be part of your selfish world, where we serve merely as pretty decorations.”

For two years following the “mass suicide,” the Garden Gnome Liberation Front was relatively silent. No major noteworthy acts were recorded until 2000 when a garden show in Paris displayed 2,000 garden gnomes. In a nighttime raid, the Front “liberated” 20 gnomes from the garden show. The Garden Gnome Liberation Front claimed responsibility, demanding that the Garden Gnomes be released into their natural habitat, and not be ridiculed as cheap garden decorations.

The Front gained media attention again in 2006 when 80 gnomes were stolen in the central Limousin region of France.

Garden Gnome Liberationists - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

(via thedayhascome)

Aug 17, 2009
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My Sister is a Flight of Birds, Michael Daley

I’m standing on ice, a flight of geese
fleeing the moon, skimming the roof,
dampens the air. Seven quiet birds.
I have been saying their names so long
and now I can’t remember
what their sudden rising means.
They call on the chill air
and let me be. When I slept, I hoped
never to wake and write these poems.
I’m not the man for this.
I wanted fire whispering over pages,
glowing in cloud. Instead,
I have spent my life as a man ice-fishing.
My line jigs down a hole
and sometimes in winter dawn
I draw up one freezing fish, and I’m surprised
holding it out, my glasses fogged like Dad’s
under the small brim of his hat
on mornings he tightened our skates.
Can you remember anything from childhood?
I only know how ordinary we were,
sliding on the snow.
All night I kept these words beside my head,
white faces of skaters, a few haunted birds.

(via poetry365)

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“All I have is my love of love and love is not loving.” —David Bowie, Soul Love
Aug 16, 2009
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“

Bolt’s warning about the crime rates of Lebanese Muslims and so on was likely an incomplete list of those from countries Bolt considers backwards. He warns that we may be “importing problems we don’t need”. Such rhetoric makes me think of Australia in the 1930s. At the 1938 Evian Conference held in France, in response to the rising number of Jews fleeing Nazi persecution, Australia explained why it would not take in Jewish refugees, saying, “as we have no real racial problems, we are not desirous of importing one”.

It is time that we tell people like Bolt that all communities are equally human. We all produce our own criminals. For example, there is a community of people in Australia, let us call them Community X. Community X produces far more rapists and woman-beaters than the rest of Australia. Not only this, they have a marked tendency to get off scot-free when they commit crimes, at least partially due to their influence and domination of the judicial system. Community X has also consistently blocked the necessary funding to stop violence against women.

If the group I am talking about were Muslims, Bolt would presumably advocate we send them back to wherever they come from. But Community X is, in fact, men.

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—Bolt’s Ignorance Gets Another Outing | newmatilda.com by Michael Brull
Aug 12, 2009
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