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Carnet de voyage: mars 2005
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Mardi, mars 22, 2005. So Long, and Thanks for all the Fish. By Douglas Adams (excerpt). Tell me the story," said Fenchurch firmly. "You arrived at the station.". I was about twenty minutes early. I'd got the time of the train wrong. I suppose it is equally possible," he added after a moment's reflection, "that British Rail had got the time of the train wrong. Hadn't occurred to me before.". Get on with it." Fenchurch laughed. You do the crossword? The Guardian usually.". I see it perfectly.". What you do...
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burning-moon: October 2006
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Monday, October 30, 2006. I have final exams! One tomorrow and another next week. I'm so anxious I can hardly stay in the same room with myself, let alone sit down and study my work. Pray for me. I need all the help I can get! Posted by burning moon at 1:53 PM. Thursday, October 19, 2006. Posted by burning moon at 1:43 AM. Tuesday, October 17, 2006. How you'd cut the land -. Deep into gold -. Like the rush in Otago. Yielding such bright yellow -. As if sun could rise. From their gutted marrow. We travel ...
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burning-moon: June 2006
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Sunday, June 25, 2006. My head has muddled itself. Categories/ cities/ regional authorities. I have a willy where a penis. I wander through rooms. Like a vague spectre. And wish I could become. But alcohol makes me sick and drugs. Are so bad for you. I'll drink too much coffee today. And eat chocolate, then complain. I have thought of suicide but then. Who would comfort my baby. When he cries in the night,. And who would open my purse. When my son needs to borrow $20? I am taking in air. In an oxygen bowl.
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Carnet de voyage: août 2004
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Mardi, août 31, 2004. Du holde Kunst, in wieviel grauen Stunden,. Wo mich des Lebens wilder Kreis umstrickt,. Hast du mein Herz zu warmer Lieb entzunden,. Hast mich : in eine beßre Welt entrückt! Oft hat ein Seufzer,. Deiner Harf' entflossen,. Ein süßer, heiliger Akkord von dir. Den Himmel beßrer Zeiten mir erschlossen,. Du holde Kunst, ich danke dir dafür! Huile sur bois, 30 x 40 cm. Posted by Jean-Jo at 9:07 PM. Afficher mon profil complet. Early Hours of Sky. La toque de Clementis. I Wanna Be King.
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Carnet de voyage: juin 2004
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Samedi, juin 05, 2004. La Sans Pareille (extrait). Le voyeur caché ne s'y livre-t-il pas au regard qu'il croit dérober? Je craignis d'appartenir à l'inconnue autant qu'elle m'était livrée. Je refermais la porte et m'éloignais. Huile sur bois, 30x40 cm. Posted by Jean-Jo at 9:06 PM. Afficher mon profil complet. Early Hours of Sky. La toque de Clementis. I Wanna Be King. Tomorrow is Saint Crispian. La lozère nouvelle. A Sainte Anne juste avant midi.
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cryptomnesia: January 2006
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Brooklyn, New York, United States. View my complete profile. Ocean, get up. Hillary, the year I was born. This is what PRO CHOICE looks like:. Tuesday, January 31, 2006. Tim Earley on the James Frey literary scandal. All I know is I want to be spanked by Oprah.". Posted by caitlin grace 10:17 PM. Monday, January 30, 2006. Stole this from a blog called early hours of sky. Because it struck me as something I need to learn:. What must I do, to tame you? Asked the little prince. So, don't work your stuff,.
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666poetry-not - ms finch's blog: April 2007
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666poetry-not - ms finch's blog. My initial reaction to finchy’s work was not positive. I thought that she is a prose writer and maybe poetry is not her thing. But I have read her almost every poem on this board. I think this is one of her better work. Friday, April 27, 2007. The in sides of flowers / where bees go for lunch. Cow slips / cows lips / how do you say it/. Also known as wild primrose / my father remembers. These growing in the fields in germany when he was a child. Links to this post. EDMONT...
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a day's eye: January 2010
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Lets hope reading poetry for 14 months has helped counter the soul-degenerating affect of spying on employees. Problems not to be solved but lived through. I made it cross country. In a little under three days. The engine blew out. About a hundred miles north. Of San Francisco, where I'd. Hoped to start living again. With a woman I'd abandoned. Only a few months before. The reasons I'd left her were. Soon as I got back. To her, and it didn't take long. Before I again left her. In a few weeks I'd meet.
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burning-moon: April 2006
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Sunday, April 30, 2006. This is so exactly me, lol. You Are Teal Green. You are a one of a kind, original person. There's no one even close to being like you. Expressive and creative, you have a knack for making the impossible possible. While you are a bit offbeat, you don't scare people away with your quirks. Your warm personality nicely counteracts and strange habits you may have. What Color Green Are You? Posted by burning moon at 3:46 PM. The final wedge is driven. Up beneath my breastbone. And kiss ...
