you know where to find me
the grace of others (Part II)
Mon, February 4, 2008 - 12:22 AM
see: people.tribe.net/breakzque...a882c8aecf
lets call it a meta-meme:
& how else to withstand the enormity of such burden,
the burden of sight, but to believe
that there can only be the grace of others?
Danetta & Belen made me smile this week.
so here you go:
reply to this blog & i'll tell you
why you make my world a better place to live.
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Mon, February 4, 2008 - 1:10 AM
Promise--
i don't know why, but each time i've started to write this, my brain stops at this: self-portrait in a convex mirror. first, my favorite book of poems is entitled just that: Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror, by John Ashbery. the poems are erudite yet plain. complicated yet simple. mundane but also breath taking. when i first read them, they made me feel important: perhaps because most of the poems turned my brain into an absolute pretzel. or perhaps because there are passages about old men peeing, worms in the compost, you know, deep thoughts about everyday things. but perhaps because the language was so haunting and beautiful, almost painting that perfect picture of melancholia, just never quite. what's most significant about these poems, however, is that i carried them with me for almost 5 years: each new day i put them in my backpack & carried them along. at night, i put them on my night stand. they accompanied me to europe & back. second: have you seen a convex mirror? i mean, have you taken a moment to examine the utterly bizarre reality that boomerangs back at you each and every time you peak & expect to see yourself? uncanny. even as i write this, i want to say: Promise and i are so different. but here's the correction, or, the catch: Promise and i act so different. having you in my life, Promise, is like looking into a convex mirror: when i look, i find an uncanny version of myself, complete with a broader and quirkier perspective ;-) the experience makes me laugh. makes me think. makes me appreciate. |
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Mon, February 4, 2008 - 2:40 AM
I wish I'd have spent more time with you, your perceptions and expressions are amazing.
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Mon, February 4, 2008 - 9:13 AM
Oooh, ok, now I want to play! (now that I've posted it myself, and had the opportunity to think about my friends)
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Mon, February 4, 2008 - 9:18 AM
Bows deeply, voice grows thick with emotion*
Thank you, Sweetira. You are very kind. Or, should I say, we.? :P |
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Mon, February 4, 2008 - 10:21 AM
I don't expect a response as I only know you from a close distance (if that makes sense). I want to know you better as I like what I see. That is all.
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Tue, February 5, 2008 - 1:27 AM
Dragi--
i know you're dying to read this. your pursuit outlasted my running; your persistence outlasted my stubbornness: you took me down kicking and screaming, and i'm glad you did. i have learned that first impressions can be wrong and can, instead, deliver themselves in the form of a friendship filled with silly adventures and memorable laughter, hours of story-telling and attentive listening, epic outdoor music and personal beats, a metric ton worth of all things pink and beer. you are loyal to the core. you are driven, generous, and fun. i also know that i can depend on you no matter what. when i think about you in my life, Dragi, i think about camaraderie. you make my world a better place, because i know i can find you: you are solid as a fucking rock. a pink one of course. |
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Thu, February 7, 2008 - 11:00 AM
Next up
will be--
Quiet Storm, Cherry bomb, HeatherLyn, Mercy, platypus, Sparkle. you didn't think i'd forget did you? xox |