friends

Sauntering the pavement or riding the country by-road, lo, such
faces!
Faces of friendship, precision, caution, suavity, ideality,
The spiritual-prescient face, the always welcome common benevolent face,
The Face of the singing of music, the grand faces of natural lawyers
and judges broad at the back-top,
The faces of hunters and fishers bulged at the brows, the shaved
blanch'd faces of orthodox citizens,
The pure, extravagant, yearning, questioning, artist's face,
The ugly face of some beautiful soul, the handsome detested or
despised face,
The sacred faces of infants, the illuminated face of the mother of
many children,
The face of an amour, the face of veneration,
The face as of a dream, the face of an immobile rock,
The face withdrawn of its good and bad, a castrated face,
A wild hawk, his wings clipp'd by the clipper,
A stallion that yielded at last to the throngs and knife of the gelder.

Sauntering the pavement thus, or crossing the ceaseless ferry, faces
and faces and faces,
I see them all and complain not, and am content with all.

Pared up

[Dec. 16th, 2009|09:22 am]

When I met you, I felt just like Donal Johanson must have when he discovered Lucy. At last!

I told my dad I liked Granny Smith apples best, but he always buys Golden Delicious. I think, because they have a slight green tint to them, he is trying to fool me.

love without acceptance.

[Dec. 15th, 2009|08:46 pm]

I'm worried that there is nothing interesting about me anymore.
I feel embarrassed, actually.

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In five acts

[Dec. 15th, 2009|08:43 pm]

I'm not oblivious. I'm not unaffected.

No one exists in a vacuum.

It's everything; I know.

(no subject)

[Dec. 13th, 2009|04:18 am]

ioreck

alot of things are just wearing me out. i want this play to be over, so i can get a haircut, and then sleep for a week, before i get to doing real stuff. i am so behind at home, it is ridiculous. just another weekend, then all the holiday crap starts. then i can do my stuff.

broken necks.

[Dec. 12th, 2009|01:07 pm]

I want to throw away half of everything in my bedroom.

I'm going to take some time over next summer to drive down to Boulder and visit Emmy.

I wish Next Summer meant now.