"Words as slippery as smooth grapes, words exploding in the light like dormant seeds waiting in the vaults of vocabulary, alive again, and giving life: once again the heart distills them."
-- Pablo Neruda
-- Pablo Neruda
Monday, November 30, 2009
- Point taken.
- Reminiscing.
- The Blind Assassin.
- Twitter.
- Rise of the candles.
- "You are being shagged by a rare parrot."-- Stephe...
- Sundays schmundays.
- LHC.
- Spent.
- Beauty, thy name is desktop.
1 Comments:
This is so beautiful, it makes me want to move into a cave so as to avoid further conversation with the inarticulate, and stoopid.
Thank you for putting it up. Meant to mention it on the first day, but fell through a hole in space.
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