December 2009
24 posts
“He told everything now, kept no more back than she had kept at their previous...”
– Henry James, “Broken Wings” (1900). Yes, I was piqued by the unexpected pathos of the title. Turns out it’s about a writer woman and an artist man who could have fallen in love, but then each got too tied up in the wrong idea of the other. Look how close here are...
“1789, even brought on by the 18th century, was still unpredictable; it was...”
– Arlette Farge, in a rough translation from a 2001 interview in the French journal Vacarme cited here
“A failed saint turns to autobiography. Love amazes me; I exult in my luck, in...”
– Margery Kempe, Robert Glück (via joethelion)
HA! http://www.theawl.com/2009/12/leave-now-while-you-still-can
Let’s meet at a bar somewhere and celebrate, this urinary tract infection of a year is ALMOST OVER.
And i know from unirary tract infections, ‘cos i just got over one. ew. out, out, damned drip!
digging a lot the yo la tengo ditty, “here to fall:”
i know you’re worried
i’m worried, too
but if you’re ready
i’m here to fall with you
what else is there for us to do…
From Apollo's Dad
sheesh. christmas cheer. hang in there, hotgaynerds!
hotgaynerds:
After being told that Apollo and I were not welcome in his father’s home over Christmas, he wrote to his dad acknowledging basically, his house, his rules, but mentioned that he would like for his father and me to meet even if it were for a short moment. THIS was his dad’s response:
thanks for the note,sorrry that we don’t see...
yep. just what the jolly holiday season makes us...
