Sunday, October 28, 2007
green Gatsby
He did not know that it was already behind him.
if you believe me
Out of paper is the little moon
And the beach
But if you love me just a little bit
It will all be real.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
we have heard on high
angels up above are weeping.
angels who live in shadow, said: Carlos, go on! Be gauche in life
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green squall jay hopler, hass no pinsky no hass, carlos drummond de andrade
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what heart heard, ghost guessed. .. all the new poems about loss. all the thinking. and all the old. everything under the sun.
lines in mind
That’s not what you said.
I know this story.
they hit this one so far out of the park, it's still traveling.
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me, re litl girl & pug. Cruise to Nicholson in AFewGoodMen. ViggoMortenson in AHistofViolence (posted by m @ 11:21 AM). ThisBlogSits re Rosie commercial for Volvo.
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Friday, October 05, 2007
Would you
ggl - would you lay with me in a field of stone -
Would you lay with me, in a field of stone?
If my needs were strong, would you lay with me?
Will you still love me, when I'm down and out?
In my time of trial, will you stand by me?
Would you lay with me, In a field of stone?
Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them, dear?
Will you bathe me, in the stream of life?
Would you still love me, when I'm down and out?
Would you lay with me, in a field of stone?
Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them, dear?
Tanya Tucker singing, written by David Allen Coe.
If I needed you would you come to me? would you come to me, and ease my pain? If you needed me, I would come to you. I would come to you, for to ease your pain.
also TVZ though I knew it as Lyle Lovett first. and this, again, TVZ:
If I had no place to fall - and I needed to -- Could I count on you? - to lay me down?
posted by m @ 1:57 PM
and would you lay with me in a field of stone is like this - Bonnie Prince Billy - Three Questions:
Say I found a piece of rock And put it in my pocket For the day that we are wed I put it in a locket Which is to hang around your neck As long as you see fit Well tell me o my love Do you think that you would wear it?
And on a day that threatens That the earth might open up When the birds have stopped their singing And the insects have shut up And all that's left between us Is somehow ... Oh would you split it with me, baby So that I wouldn't die?
And after all these things, There's a question that i must ask When everyone has called me (out And said I am the worst And asked for voices on my side My love, would you sing first? Would you say, "He's ok, He's better then the rest? He's innocent in god's eyes And in mine he is the best"?
Friday, September 14, 2007
for there is no place
die dich nicht sieht. Du musst dein Leben andern.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
All day I
All day I tried to distinguish
need from desire. Now, in the dark,
I feel only bitter sadness for us,
the builders, the planers of wood,
because I have been looking
steadily at these elms
and seen the process that creates
the writhing, stationary tree
is torment, and have understood
it will make no forms but twisted forms.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
tell me
Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone
After You'd Gone by Maggie O'Farrell
You Remind Me of Me by Dan Chaon
You're Not You by Michelle Wildgren
these are the kind of titles I like. what kind? simple. statements. implorative~ ah: from me to you. spoken to you. du.
if the weather is what happens
there will be movement for you and I
Sunday, February 18, 2007
unbearable, really
excerpt from Who Will Run the Frog Hospital? - Lorrie Moore- Ploughshares
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
what you want
Please. Stand on your goddamn head.
| on Page 21: Lorrie Moore, Self-Help. 'How to be an other woman.' | |
| "... Stand on my goddamned head?" Whisper: "Please. Stand on your goddamned head." "It is ten o'clock," he says. "I'm coming over. ..." |
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
waits before trainsong
Thursday, November 23, 2006
my, my, my, my, my
We shall walk and talkI will never grow so old again.
in gardens all misty wet with rain.
And I will never, never, never grow so old again
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing.
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing.
And I will raise my hand up
into the night cloud's sky.
And I'm younger now - (history my dear friend. years away you say my name, I'm settled down and I won't give up again.) richard buckner
I keep that song it keeps in mind. younger now. settled down. won't give up again.
and I like rain, I like walking in it and talking, I like night.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
on that bleak track
cannot find the passage quoted online only the bit made a lyric by the Cure. in 1981 - odd that I only now learn of the Cure song? it was the book itself I loved and I cried and cried myself at this.
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
could -
I aint much of a lover, it's true
I'm here then I'm gone and I'm for ever blue
but I'm sure it wasnt you
I wont tell you lies
I dont believe its wise
you got pretty eyes
if we help each other grow
while the light of day - shines down our way
well we can't go wrong
if I had no place to fall
and I needed to-
could I count on you -
if I
heard her sing in tongues of silver
I heard her cry on a summer storm
I loved her, but she did not know it
so I don't think about her anymore
Now she's gone, and I can't believe it
so I don't think about her anymore
If I had a buckskin stallion I'd tame him down and ride away.
and if I had a boat I'd go out on the ocean and if I had a pony I'd ride him on my boat and we could all together go out on the ocean say me up on my pony on my boat
If I had a flyin' schooner I'd sail into the light of day
If I had your love foreversail into the light of day
Pretty songs and pretty places
places that I've never seen
pretty songs and pretty faces
tell me what their laughter means
Townes Van Zandt -Buckskin Stallion Blues ...
Monday, August 14, 2006
I believe every thing you're saying
Here's to you old skinny Dennis - only one I think I will miss
I can hear that old bass singing Got to give it all we can now
I believe every thing you're saying
just keep on, keep on playing.
Friday, July 28, 2006
unremembered
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
I've heard that story
You always were a problem
for me Joey
When mom brought you home from the hospital
I tried to strangle you in your crib
I guess all kids try to do
that
*ViggoMortenson (Joey) with brother, in movie AHistoryofViolence.
