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Is It Such A Terrible Thing? 11/10/2005
Is It Really Such a Terrible Thing?
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I know a leaf is supposed to float on top of the water
While looking up at the deep blue, and the yellow ball and
all
With all the other leaves
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The victim, a 23 y.o. newcomer to NYC... 10/22/2005
The victim, 23 y.o. newcomer to NYC…
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I was lurching along 83rd street, between RSD and WEA, having
just left a “wine tasting” (girl talk for “let’s get the
fuck away from ou
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You Have Mail 10/21/2005
You Have Mail
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Alt loaded slowly this morning, a morning of wind-swept,
cold, dreary rain, from the west, pounding on my aging windows,
demanding entry.
<br>
Consciousness lo
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Lesson Plans 10/20/2005
Lesson Plans
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So many lesson plans to prepare, so many things left until
the last minute.
The end of the term is nearly here, and yet, before they run
howling into the playground, th
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The Festival of the Pipes 10/17/2005
The Festival of the Pipes
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So it must have been, at the first birth; anticipated, but
unexpected, catching all with joyful surprise. The old
knew. The date was marked on their calendar
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The Burial of the Dead 10/15/2005
The Burial of the Dead
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What I had thought would be a simple decision turned out
to be far more complex than I had imagined. Something unexpected
happened, something I wasn’t hoping
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The Death of My Dom 10/14/2005
The Death of My Dom
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He stopped me suddenly, on the Rue St. Jacques, and grabbing
both my arms swung me to face him. We stood there, alone,
with a sea of souls parting around us, swimm
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Solitude 10/13/2005
Solitude
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Solitude, why do you lock my words inside of me?
Lazy, in your dreary repose, you gather us to you,
So many, so many,
As if that could assuage your exile, unspeakable thi
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Gatsby's Return as Judy4C 10/9/2005
Recalling my childhood, (and Auden's "Musee
des Beaux Arts"), skating near the edge of the pond,
near the "danger: thin ice" sign. "Verbotten",
"Interdict", the concerned adult's voice
came to me,
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C18H21NO4*HCL MVV351.83/80 mg ("The Big O") 10/3/2005
C18H21NO4.HCL MVV351.83/80mg
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Master, take this pill off my tongue, which beckons my lean
jaw
To crush and follow it from earth to heaven, promising no
price need be paid,
No pena
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INDIFFERENT ROOM 9/27/2005
INDIFFERENT ROOM
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You can’t cry for us, laugh at our sorrow, scorn our fate.
You sit there, pulsing, unblinking, without passion.
Useless entity, endless lines of code, scripts.
Wh
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Empty Room 9/25/2005
EMPTY ROOM
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I am here with you alone
Tell me your secrets
Were you filled with happiness or tears?
Joy or rage?
You wait, immutably, silent,
Patiently for visitors, perhaps fo
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Cher La-Ping 9/22/2005
Cher La-Ping,
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Yes, call my “’sorrows’ jewels’”
I lock them up in the vault that is my heart
Like precious jewels
But like your arrows, they don’t soar
They lay dorma
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To Fill a Void 9/21/2005
To Fill a Void That Is More Easily Described By What It Is
Than By What It Is Not.
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“ When one grows too old to believe in one’s uniqueness,
one falls in love with one’s complexi
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ALTernate Searchers 9/21/2005
We search, but for what?
Who are we? What do we want?
Transformation? Validation?
When did the search begin? When will it end?
Bliss, happiness, fulfillment, cruelty, pain, pleasure…
How m
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REMEMBERING PARIS ON THE EVE OF MY RETURN 9/10/2005
REMEMBERING PARIS ON THE EVE OF MY RETURN
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I’ve been working at home on the final details for my ‘long
stay visa’. I am looking out my windows; I am looking for
you, on the sec
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R.I.P. Dylan, where ever you are 9/10/2005
Lost forever in that vastness of time and space deep within
me; hazard brought you to me, in a brief and savage storm
of joy. But in a moment of pain I exorcised you, cast you out.
Come, I cry, in
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