O moon.
Did you see the moon as it sank its crescent self low and gold in the west? I thought of you the moment I saw it. It is so true a thing.
posted by Dr. S at 8:15 PM
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
About Me
- Name: Dr. S
- Location: Gambier, Ohio, United States
Annie Dillard could have been writing about me when she said (of herself), "I like the slants of light; I'm a collector." Or Willem de Kooning: "I'm like a slipping glimpser." And don't forget Brenda Ueland: "I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten--happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another." But the Beastie Boys might have said it best: "When it comes to panache, I can't be beat." There's a reason I wear a ring that says Badass.
Back
- The light fantastic.
- More and more.
- In the wind my rescue is.
- Transfiguration.
- [What you were missing.]
- Falling still.
- Monochromatizing.
- If there be water, / it is something falling.
- Honeyed nutmeg.
- Leaf-taking.
1 Comments:
That pain happened to me once. It was caused by a blocked eustachian tube. If it happens on the way home, go to a doctor and get some medicine. :)
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