August 2009
83 posts
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-8-30) →
Limbeck (26)
Iron & Wine (12)
David Crowder Band (5)
The Weepies (4)
Hillsong (2)
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Yes, Catherine Doty
poetry365:
It’s about the blood banging in the body, and the brain lolling in its bed like a happy baby. At your touch, the nerve, that volatile spook tree, vibrates. The lungs take up their work with a giddy vigor. Tremors in the joints and tympani, dust storms in the canister of sugar. The coil of ribs heats up, begins to glow. Come here.
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Feasting, Elizabeth W. Garber
poetry365:
I am so amazed to find myself kissing you with such abandon, filling myself with our kisses astounding hunger for edges of lips and tongue. Returning to feast again and again, our bellies never overfilling from this banquet. Returning in surprise, in remembering, in rediscovering, such play of flavors of gliding lips and forests of pressures and spaces. The spaces between the...
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copycats:
Wonderwall by Cat Power originally by...
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“Hey, just wanted to let you know, there’s a guy around the bend with a gun.”
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fellow runner at the park (via jdlayman)
Reading about this on Twitter made my day.
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Dear parents: beat your children.
Obnoxious kid's mom: Were you disobedient today?
Obnoxious kid: Uh-huh. Oh, I even broke the light cover in the ceiling! *points*
Obnoxious kid's mom: We talked about this last night. You know what the consequences are for breaking the rules. Was this worth it?
Obnoxious kid: Yeah.
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What about your sternum? I'll help you with that...
Obnoxious kid that I watched this morning: "... and I can crack every bone in my body!"
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24, Osip Madelstam
poetry365:
Leaves scarcely breathing in the black breeze; the flickering swallow draws circles in the dusk.
In my loving dying heart a twilight is coming, a last ray, gently reproaching.
And over the evening forest the bronze moon climbs to its place. Why has the music stopped? Why is there such silence?
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Lines for Winter, Mark Strand
poetry365:
for Ros Krauss
Tell yourself as it gets cold and gray falls from the air that you will go on walking, hearing the same tune no matter where you find yourself— inside the dome of dark or under the cracking white of the moon’s gaze in a valley of snow. Tonight as it gets cold tell yourself what you know which is nothing but the tune your bones play as you keep going. And...
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Imogen Heap - Little Bird
I’m trying...
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The Poem, William Carlos Williams
wherethelightis:
Deal me in. I raise you a WCW as well.
“Shadows”
“Shadows cast by the street light under the stars, the head is tilted back, the long shadow of the legs presumes a world taken for granted on which the cricket trills”
I’ll call, with “In the Beginning” by Rainer Maria Rilke.
Ever since those wondrous days of Creation our Lord God sleeps: we are His sleep....
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The Act, William Carlos Williams
poetry365:
There were the roses, in the rain. Don’t cut them, I pleaded. They won’t last, she said. But they’re so beautiful where they are. Agh, we were all beautiful once, she said, and cut them and gave them to me in my hand.
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The Poem, William Carlos Williams
poetry365:
It’s all in the sound. A song. Seldom a song. It should
be a song—made of particulars, wasps, a gentian—something immediate, open
scissors, a lady’s eyes—waking centrifugal, centripetal
I see your WCW and raise you a WCW.
“The Red Wheelbarrow”
so much depends upon
a red wheel barrow
glazed with rain water
beside the white chickens.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-8-23) →
Alison Krauss & Union Station (19)
Imogen Heap (13)
Andrew Bird (10)
Hillsong (7)
Hillsong United (3)
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Limbeck - Silver Things
Tell me where the...
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On Sunday morning, I was in my car on the way to church to meet God and Rebecca, although I’ll confess that I may have been a little more excited about seeing the latter—I can meet God anytime, anywhere. It’s Rebecca that I run into scheduling conflicts with.
The sun was out, and as I drove alongside cornfields and a farmhouse or two with the windows down and the cool morning...
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Classes start tomorrow with a whimper, rather than a bang. I only have one, from 11:00 to 12:15. Let’s do this thing, “Foundations of Education.”
I decided to actually update my Google Calendar with all of my classes, their times and their locations on campus, so I can print out my schedule on a weekly basis, and have something to jot down my appointments on. Not that I have...
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The water main broke at the end of our street tonight, and they’re out there working on it right now. How random this is.
If it’s not fixed by morning, I won’t be able to take a shower, which is a problem if I intend to bathe before I go to this wedding tomorrow.
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“we are so both and oneful
night cannot be so sky
sky cannot be so sunful
i am...”
– e. e. cummings
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“If I have made, my lady, intricate
imperfect various things chiefly which wrong...”
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(via eecummings)
the sweet small clumsy feet of April came
into the ragged meadow of my soul.
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“listen
beloved
i dreamed
it appeared that you thought to
escape me and...”
– (via eecummings)
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I am tired of being told that I need to "be...
a-eliz:
I don’t need protection, and I don’t need to take my saftey into extra consideration. What I need is for my community, my state, my govenrment, my nation and the world to shape up and together create an environemnt in which all people enjoy equal levels of saftey and respect.
Yeah, okay.
So, uh, until Utopia happens, go on ahead and be careful.
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My mouth tastes like a dentist’s office. Does that mean that this toothpaste is really good?
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The next person who asks me “Where’s Obama?” while I’m wearing my Threadless Communist Party t-shirt should be clubbed.
“Where’s Obama on there? Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.”
Seriously, how tacky can you be?
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“Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear...”
– Blaise Pascal (via reluctantbuddha) (via a-eliz)
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I’m going to suck it up and start tagging my posts from here on out.
Unless I forget, or don’t feel like it.
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Health Insurance Reform in Three Easy Steps →
This is probably the clearest explanation I’ve seen yet about proposed healthcare reform.
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“Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question”
– you can’t take away from me my ee cummings i love it too much and i don’t care what you think! (via meaghano)
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I made chicken spiedini for dinner last night, which called for mincing a few cloves of garlic.
My fingers, after multiple hand-washings and a shower, still smell like garlic.
Listen to Imogen Heap's album "Ellipse" online. →
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I’m watching “Enchanted” alone on my couch at 2 a.m.
This is my life?
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-8-16) →
Hillsong United (55)
Counting Crows (10)
Ben Gibbard (8)
Hillsong (6)
Bon Iver (4)
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The muscles just above my knees are really sore.
I went out to the Katy Trail with Rebecca’s family and rode a bike for the first time in like four years. 14.1 Miles, buddy.
Here are some pictures, taken while I was bicycling. Guys, I took pictures on my cell phone and then tweeted them without ever stopping my bike. I am an accomplished participant in the digital age.
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here i am again
pedrosanchez:
sitting on the couch waiting for eric to come over crying to law and order silently in my basement not feeling bad about it.
The last line totally makes this.