I often keep to myself, happy, yet anxious, knowing that I find contentment in things too easily.
Laure: the Collected Writings, 1995, from a letter to her sister-in-law Suzanne Peignot, tr. Jeanine Herman
I like my slip-shod style, I deliberately use it
Petrushka and the dancer: the diaries of John Cowper Powys, 1929-1939, 1995, ed. Morine Krissdóttir
Saturday, December 26, 2015
to myself, happy
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soft silent snow
ReplyDeletefalling like quiet adverbs
on the silky ground
distance proposed
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sirens, sirens
quite alarming!
DeleteHospital nearby. We hear a lot of sirens.
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