Wednesday, October 31, 2012



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Thursday, October 25, 2012




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I do not fear death.

I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born,
and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.


–Mark Twain




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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

The Gashlycrumb Tinies



–Edward Gorey
1963






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Tuesday, October 9, 2012

October



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The leaves fall from my fingers
Cornflowers scattered across the field like stars,
                                                                         like smoke stars,
By the train tracks, the leaves in a drift
Under the slow clouds
                                 and the nine steps to heaven,
The light falling in great sheets through the trees,
Sheets almost tangible.
The transfiguration will start like this, I think,
                                                                     breathless,
Quick blade through the trees,
Something with red colors falling away from my hands,
The air beginning to go cold …
                                                  And when it does
I’ll rise from this tired body, a blood-knot of light,
Ready to take the darkness in.
—Or for the wind to come
And carry me, bone by bone, through the sky,
Its wafer a burn on my tongue,
                                              its wine deep forgetfulness.


—Charles Wright
 from The Southern Cross



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