To be faire, I think we're all idiots!
京にても (kyou nitemo)京なつかしや (kyou natsukashi ya)時鳥 (hototogisu) from A Haiku by Matsuo Bashô Translation from Robert HassEven in Kyōto—hearing the cuckoo’s cry—I long for Kyōto Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen.
There was a wonderful smell in the air of rendered fat and spice and juicy meat, and when the waitress returned with the pitcher of glowing amber beer, which seemed blessedly lit from within, Omar felt curiously happy. It was pleasantly warm in the drowsy grove of trees, the carnivorous men around him all seemed…
But I’ve never seen the Icarus story as a lesson about the limitations of humans. I see it as a lesson about the limitations of wax as an adhesive. from What if? Serious scientific answers to Absurd Hypothetical Questions by Randall Munroe Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary….
One of her personalities had decided she’d had enough, and had starved one of the others to death. Schizophrenic rivalry. from Grammar Architect by Chris Eaton Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen.
Tengo hambre de tu boca, de tu voz, de tu pelo / y por las calles voy sin nutrirme, callado, / no me sostiene el pan, el alba me desquicia, / busco el sonido líquido de tus pies en el día. from Love Sonnet XI by Pablo Neruda English translation by Stephen Tapscott: I crave your mouth, your voice, your…
No librarian likes to have his or her authority as librarian undermined. It’s not a power issue, rather a simple fact that policy has been disturbed and you don’t mess with library policy and get away with it. From Dispatches from a Public Librarian by Scott Douglas Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out…
Nunca quise mariposas clavadas en un cartón; busco una ecología poética, atisbarme y a veces reconocerme, desde mundos diferentes, desde cosas que solo los poemas no habían olvidado y me guardaban como viejas fotografías fieles . from Save Twilight by Julio Cortàzar I never wanted butterflies pinned to a board. I’m looking for a poetic ecology, to observe…
It never ended because there was no end to reach. It was a contest in hyperbole and carried on for no other reason. from Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen.
hat film is a debate between me and Caleb, who always wanted to become an artist but over-committed to life; he’s a stay-at-home dad to three young girls. I always wanted to become a human being, but I overcommitted to art. Taken from the poem “Letter to James Franco” by David Shields. Sunday Sentence: The…
…kid,” he said, “I’ve slept longer than you’ve lived. Taken from the poem “too soon” in the compilation what matters most is how well you walk through the fire by Charles Bukowski. Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen.