Friday, March 14, 2008

but the earth will not melt when you stand on it.

song of the day: ghosts, laura marling
soup of the day: zucchini & lime





the melody loops, it leads me toward unexpected places & the chords fade away and the same chords start again. instead of an afternoon with de beauvoir - library lists, silly banter & sudoku. we sit on top of the newspaper boxes, watching between buildings as seagulls chase a hawk through the blue. (we are looking past argyle sidewalks now, we need places this city simply does not have.) we speak of airplanes with reverence.

yesterday i got a letter from c. (of literary pastimes & academic prospecting). it felt like a signal of new paradigms. we use red sealing wax: i am a thistle, c. is the family signet, a swan. i read my glowing letter in english class, while we were dissecting margaret laurence. then i went downtown and cut off all my hair. (think breathless, think edie sedgwick, then think both.) i am drinking chamomile tea, 'ghosts' is still looping, my journal is mid-sentence, the house is quiet & university college london offers an m.a. in comparative literature. four essays are waiting for their words. i am anticipating, content, i fill pages & wait for spring.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

beautiful soul.
it's been a while since i've visited your words. nice to hear your ease for beautiful language and descriptions of your world that due justice and show as much brightness as the eyes that see it. ooo, look, i am even inspired by you and write better. :)
life's been back and forth these days, from lots of joy to deep sorrow. been thinking of you lately and meaning to write nad mail music. i've to exams this week so until that's over, i won't be able to. but will make it a priority soon after.
i miss the east coast, i miss vibrant days and people and life. i am doing my best in the grey, tired city here. i can feel my heart trying to free it self and to become fuller and deeper. a painful growing process with lots of hope and sunny days.
big hugs my friend,
until soon,
andréa

Susannah said...

thoughts:
1. I would love to see your new hair and
2. if you go to university college london, you'll be too far for tea & concert dates. so
3. instead, you should come with me to boulder, colorado for a mfa in writing and poetics.