Monday, March 21, 2011

26: inspiration


Dracula, Bram Stoker
Let the Great World Spin, Colum McCann
East of Eden, John Steinbeck

Sunday, March 20, 2011

25: I think I need a new town

I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesterdays are burried deep—leave it anyway except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can.

West with the Night, Beryl Markham

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

24: time to love

What is love? There is nothing in the world, neither man nor Devil nor any thing, that I hold as suspect as love, for it penetrates the soul more than any other thing. Nothing exists that so fills and binds the heart as love does. Therefore, unless you have those weapons that subdue it, the soul plunges through love into an immense abyss.

The Name of the Rose, Umberto Eco

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

22: werewolf

In a dream I was a werewolf
My soul was filled with crystal light
Lavender ribbons of rain sang
Ridding my heart of mortal fight.