Saturday, May 24, 2008

On a summer evening

A still woman
Pink chiffon dancing all around you
Eyes shut to the wind
Someone else is driving
But you are so still
This jealous affection

He might own you
But I can sit small
And watch the back of your head
Pushed by the forces that turn the car
Not knowing if you notice
Still motionless in the middle of commotion

His possession of you makes me tired
The red triangles blur before my eyes
So I shut out the sun
I didn’t need to wait for that edge
We were already gone

Saturday, May 10, 2008

A few things

What, did I hear you? But I can't be too cool.

Things I've noticed today ...

1. You can't get Wikipedia in Hebrew
2. Cat's eyes (the ones on the road not in the heads of cats) were invented in Halifax and I've not seen any actually IN Halifax.
3. The average person uses 57 pieces of toilet paper a day (???)

(It's that revisiony time of year)

Monday, May 05, 2008

I am not content to say

Today I've come home, I have a self inflicted exam tomorrow so it just seemed like the right thing to do. Not that work has happened but playing I Am Kloot or Tonight You Belong To Me by Billy Rose/Lee David/Gene Austin...Steve Martin was just too tempting. I've been reading things to Hallucinating Foucault in one place, Life of Pi elsewhere. It seems to suggest I live in two places. I suppose I'm not really living in either at the moment, just keep taking exams, just keep moving, keep reading, keep talking.

So, you wish your best was better? I do hope that wasn't tosh.

I recently found out that Madeleine McCann had a coloboma. That holds a strange interest for me that I can't really explain.

And here is proof that i am neither pale nor interesting ...