February 2012
10 posts
Conversation with a Stone
by Wislawa Szymborska I knock at the stone’s front door. “It’s only me, let me come in. I want to enter your insides, have a look round, breathe my fill of you.” “Go away,” says the stone. “I’m shut tight. Even if you break me to pieces, we’ll all still be closed. You can grind us to sand, we still won’t let you in.” I knock at the...
January 2012
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Sit, be still, and listen, because you’re drunk, and we’re at the...
– Rumi
November 2011
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The real truth about it is no one gets it right. The real truth about it is...
– Jason Molina - “A Farewell Transmission”
Weather forecast for tonight: dark.
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