Thursday, October 11, 2012


right now 
i'd like 
all my troubles 
to stand 
in front of me 
in a straight line, 
one by one 
i'd give each 
a black eye

(shannon hale, the goose girl)

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

to the zenith

the rise and set of sun and moon - 
we doubt which of these was under a celestial guardianship.
it could only be a symptom of secret pain, the whole expanse of nature -
no more than his soul.
beheld there in dull red light, burning duskily
such shape gave it so little definiteness.
he gazed upward, perfectly aware.
at no great distance from the miraculous.