Thursday, May 21, 2009

you are only coming through in waves

Plang pentru prima oara fara lacrimi. Ochi uscati, schimonositi de o apasare care nu se poate concretiza. Plang ca un copil rasfatat, zgomotos si enervant, dar fara lacrimi. Ma simt ca un om care a fost imobilizat la pat pentru o perioada lunga de timp, si acum trebuie sa invete sa mearga din nou. Dupa unele accidente insa, nu te mai poti recupera, si inca o data mi-am confirmat incapacitatea de a pasi cu incredere, cu inima deschisa. Speram sa iti pot spune toate astea in fata, sa te pot tine de mana si sa fiu senina. Se pare ca inca nu m-am obisnuit nici eu cu gandurile astea... Paraplegic for life - that's me.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Coming down is the hardest thing

Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
And the town lit up, the world got still

Saturday, May 2, 2009

This one goes out to the one I love

This song makes me think of Jackson Pollock. And you.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Frost = love

Acquainted with the night
by Robert Frost

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

From "New Hampshire," 1923

The Divine Comedy - Jackie
(thank you)