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when i am blue i like to make PLANS
my summer reading list, from goddard library:
this earth of mankind, pramoedya ananta toer // PL 5089 .T8 B8413 1996
black clouds over the isle of gods, various // PL 5088 .B57 1997 ( Read more... )
my summer reading list, from goddard library:
this earth of mankind, pramoedya ananta toer // PL 5089 .T8 B8413 1996
black clouds over the isle of gods, various // PL 5088 .B57 1997 ( Read more... )
miss you, kindred spirit. we need to giggle over something soon.
if you haven't already read Michael Ondaatje's 'Cinnamon Peeler' - that one gives me goosebumps. Auden's 'In Memory of W.B. Yeats' is what i recite aloud to myself when i need to feel pumped up (sort of like the poetry equivalent of headbanging to heavy metal), and Mayakovsky's 'And Yet' when i'm feeling fuck the world cause i'm awesome.
but poem of the day goes to you:
A dozen sparrows scuttled on the frost.
We watched them play. We stood at the window
And, if you saw us, you saw a ghost
In duplicate. I tied her nightgown’s bow.
She watched and recognised the passers-by.
Had they looked up, they’d know that she was ill -
“Please, do not draw the curtains when I die” -
From all the flowers on the windowsill.
“It’s such a shame,” she said. “Too ill, too quick.”
“I would have liked us to have gone away.”
We closed our eyes together, dreaming France,
Its meadows, rivers, woods and jouissance.
I counted summers, our love’s arithmetic.
“Some other day, my love. Some other day.”
- Douglas Dunn, from 'Elegies'
(his wife had cancer and he wrote all these sonnets for her during her last days. so heartbreaking.)
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