March 2012
10 posts
“A whole week of June that somehow turns up in the middle of March—-sometimes, M’dear, you are that kind of surprise in this world.”
—Waddell
“dear whoever you might be, I’m still waiting patiently. oh how I miss you but I haven’t met you. (but I want to.)”
—The Civil Wars, To Whom It Concerns
“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.”
—Charles Bukowski
I Would Like To Call It Beauty
So young for death,
We walk in shoes too big
But you play it like a poet,
Like you always did.
And I lay face upturned on the palm of God,
Pushed on by the fingertips of dreams,
They haunted me,
Consoling me.
You slept a sigh like the angels speak,
And we danced into tomorrow on bleeding feet
And I had thought that I would die here
But you pushed me on.
You can keep it all locked up in your leaden chest
Or you can lay mouth open on the water’s edge
But all your angels and your God will stitch and wash you
Oh I would like to call it beauty,
Strained as love’s become, it still amazes me
And I would like to call it beauty.
Corinne Bailey Rae<3
“Even if your hands are shaking
& your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open” —JM
& your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open” —JM
