What happened to the American dream?
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Let us remember…that in the end we go to poetry
for one reason, so that we might more fully inhabit
our lives and the world in which we live them, and that
if we more fully inhabit these things,
we might be less apt to destroy both.
Christian Wiman, Editor
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Thursday, August 27, 2009
Oh yes, I'm the great pretenderJust laughing and gay like a clownI seem to be what I'm not you seeI'm wearing my heart like a crownPretending that you're...Pretending that you're still around
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
one of the fun things has been looking through old photo albums i hadn't looked at in years and finding some pretty amazing photographs. one night i sat up until 3 a.m looking through the three Baby Books and flashing back to their childhoods.
the hardest part of the move was transporting my 1000 plus books. although i sacrificed some, i just cannot bear to be without my books. they are my greatest joy and company. i cannot imagine a room without books. i had to use my china hutch as bookshelves since i just didn't have any built in in the new townhouse. they are so tight, it's hard to even take one out of its place.
at this point just about every nook and cranny is filled to the rim.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
"¡OH, si a los diez y seis años hubiera yo tenido la conciencia del bien y del mal; si yo hubiera presentido cuánto veneno encierra la vida, habría huido del mundo refugiándome en mis sueños como en un claustro" (Teresa Wilms Montt)