"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Thursday, August 14, 2014

Something As


Something as simple


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Not letting a screen door slam

Lighting candles

Playing soft music

Fresh sheets

Wind softly ringing chimes

Quiet shade

Poetry served on tarnished silver platters

Empty benches under willow trees

Incense burning at twilight

Chianti from Tuscany

Grass beneath tired feet

Swimming naked in mountain streams

A fire at midnight

A full moon

Falling asleep in lovers arms

Coffee at dawn

Together in bed


Something as simple


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