Poems and quotes
I like this poem. It's very simple, but it's got me thinking.
"The Garden of Prosperine
by Algernon Charles Swinburne
(excerpt)
From too much love of living,
From hope and fear set free,
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be
That no life lives for ever;
That dead men rise up never;
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea."
And to arouse us from that reverie, here's my horoscope:
"Taurus: (April. 20-May 20) G. Gordon Liddy will be busy with media appearances this week, leaving him with no time to hunt you down and eat you." Yay! A full week more!
And for some of my dear friends [you know who you are ;-)]:
"Gemini: (May 21-June 21) In a certain light, from just the right angle, you will begin to bear an uncanny resemblance to Abe Lincoln." Ewww....
"Sagittarius: (Nov. 22-Dec. 21) Jupiter will enter your sign at a very delicate moment this week, causing it to blush, stammer an apology, and back out." Hehe.
"Scorpio: (Oct. 24-Nov. 21) There are very few people who respond to a well-prepared spaghetti carbonara in the same way you do, a fact for which the nation's firefighters thank God daily." For ye who are, as I, new to this whole cooking thing. You did a fine job.
"Capricorn: (Dec. 22-Jan. 19) You swore you'd make real attempts to become a better, more well-rounded human being, but by the end of the week, you'll have a favorite stock-car racer." I don't know if anyone who reads my LJ has a birthday during this time period, so this one just goes out to the prototypical Hillsdale townspersons.
I'm not really this shallow. I just have the need for levity right now. Ya feel me? I thought so.