"francoise", if in Paris...

2009

December
November 131
October 86
September 162
August 112
July 109
June 152
May 302
April 209
March 247
February 185
January 160

2008

June 6
May 1
April 49
March 19
February
January
Listen Listen
Trailways - Red House Painters
Oct 2nd
yurztruly:(via Esben Bøg)
Oct 2nd
If we are a toy with faith, buried in a sandbox and love is a golden leaf, wet stopped, stuck...
Oct 2nd
francine:  Another Beautiful Day, Iosif Derecichei One...
Oct 2nd
Fall The leaves are falling, falling as from far Where distant with’ring gardens grace the...
Sep 30th

'nite tumblrs

The drug of a thousand dreams wait, collected on my nightstand, for the hourly swallow and an...
Sep 30th
“Out of the ash I rise with my red hair,  And eat men like air.” -Sylvia Plath
Sep 30th
Confession I love you, though I rage at it, Though it is shame and toil misguided, And to my folly...
Sep 30th
via zafar1
Sep 30th
“Almost all absurdity of conduct arises from the imitation of...”
— Samuel Johnson
Sep 30th
I wanted something I could not have, and then I asked for more,  became dark like a...
Sep 30th
Nude Statue - Paris - Fontaine des Médicis (via Tiquetonne...
Sep 26th
You may be close enough to be with a memory, sheltered ...
Sep 26th
One of my bookshop finds today..courtesy of a fiery little...
Sep 25th
driving with clouds (24.09.09)
Sep 25th
Saranac River, Adirondack Park 24.09.09 Today was an...
Sep 25th
“how many spiders do you eat in your sleep each...
Sep 24th
my night pockets have been robbed of all their sand
Sep 24th
23.09.09 hello jet black hair, winter eyes that wish they...
Sep 24th
at Cornwall, bridge to the US It was a beautiful evening...
Sep 22nd
Sep 22nd
Listen Listen
thewayoftheworld: Desire - Ryan Adams - Live at St. Lukes (beautiful live acoustic version) There...
Sep 19th

stranded...

with a white line and a dirty cup, a moon-broken window, a penny of luck, a dull, candy-eyed...
Sep 18th
Heart, you are my comedy in the dark,  the child you took, a purple pop-up book of dragons and...
Sep 17th
Listen Listen
thewayoftheworld: It’s A Dream - Jill Barber w/Matthew Barber (Neil Young cover) 
Sep 17th
thewayoftheworld: I was the circus that lost its clown the big top corporation pays me...
Sep 17th
black-and-white:nightswimming
Sep 16th
Where to go from here? leave the latch off the door, the crumbs on the carpet, stains on the...
Sep 16th
He was there at the two paths that merged below ground where memory failed every being, the...
Sep 15th
Winter (The Cold Girl), Jean-Antoine Houdon 1873 Musée...
Sep 15th
(artwork by rosiepink) There is a loose thread in my...
Sep 15th
“There is a presence in what is missing.”
—  Henry James
Sep 15th
hello room 1…again.
Sep 14th
benjaminhilts:* (via chinako.)
Sep 14th
You are a method, beginning at my temple, out of view, hand- press my face soft over your...
Sep 14th
I keep hitting walls, blind batted, window broken heart spoken collision - I need an ancient...
Sep 13th

5:31am. Time to retire to my berth.

The Lady Vanishes.
Sep 13th
the poet’s whys and lies are the truth in disguise
Sep 13th
Warch Watch
pdvmorris:  A little More of Dear Mary Margaret….what a voice….thanks  and thank you…right...
Sep 12th
Listen Listen
pdvmorris: Legendary singer of immense talent but often — well, let’s just say artist can have...
Sep 12th
Two Campers in Cloud Country (Rock Lake, Canada) In this country there is neither measure nor...
Sep 12th
“The sense impressions of one-celled animals are not edited...”
—  Annie Dillard
Sep 12th
I always dream that I am hanging from this planet with my Godless fingers and weak wrists, a...
Sep 9th
Your light strokes my heart, wakens it from still, powerless space under the archways of your...
Sep 9th
roaringtwenties: Norma Shearer by Alfred Cheney Johnston
Sep 9th
sign the window peel the back off the door a hundred marble pills spill across the floor time...
Sep 7th
She can finish it, silent like an artist gravid with a growing idea scene on a canvas ...
Sep 5th
“In my dreams I am not crippled.  In my dreams, I...
Sep 5th
I’m done playing grownup for...
Sep 2nd
sweet and dark, there is too much earth in my heart breaking through roots like hands searching...
Sep 2nd
francine: Two weeks ago… olerud: this, to me, is a fragment of what the meaning of life...
Sep 2nd
Two weeks ago, I met the woman who is now building my bookshelves.   She is 76 years old and...
Sep 2nd