January 2012
4 posts
“July 20th - Tuesday
[Day off from writing. Old woman’s privilege.]”
– - Narrator of “My Little Blue Dress” by Bruno Maddox
October 2011
3 posts
September 2011
2 posts
August 2011
5 posts
“Snub your dreams out like a cigarette. Reality’s match has just burnt out.”
– Dalini Sagadeva
1 tag
“So blau wie Schnee,
So Paul wie Klee.”
– Herman Hesse, The Journey to the East
July 2011
3 posts
my space holiday By Kenneth Loe
deadbeatscreativewriting:
my space holiday
star gazing at your peace chucks,
wrapped up in books,
night dreaming of letrasets
and castles in Spain -
an alternate universe
will
never exist.
Transient Coffee - Tylee Hudson
deadbeatscreativewriting:
Cappucino so fluffy and delightful, fleeting and warm. Bursting to please, sprinkles delicious. Your froth overfills, so easy and light. Lightly easy come, easy go.
Latte the pictures you draw, so playful and delicious, velvety smooth. So stable and unsteady, robust and weak. Forever the conflicted pleaser she yearns for.
Long Black. Tough and unflavoursome....
June 2011
3 posts
The End Is Near The Beginning by David Gascoyne
Yes you have said enough for the time being There will be plenty of lace later on Plenty of electric wool And you will forget the eglantine Growing around the edge of the green lake And if you forget the colour of my hands You will remember the wheels of the chair In which the wax figure resembling you sat Several men are standing on the pier Unloading the sea The device on the trolly says...
“Nightfall,
boy smashing dandelions
with a stick.”
– Jack Kerouac, American Haiku
April 2011
3 posts
“And to kill time while awaiting death,
I smoke slender cigarettes thumbing my...”
– Jules Laforgue, La Cigarette
“A true traveller finds boredom rather agreeable than painful. It is the symbol...”
– Aldous Huxley
March 2011
4 posts
“hihì_ÁÑYöNÈ_wãÑNá_chAt_wIth_më_Ï_fÈËl_sò_lõNËlY_tøÐÄÿ”
– AngeliaBonnyaa797 1 day ago
February 2011
7 posts
The Waste Land, IV. DEATH BY WATER by T.S. Eliot
Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead, Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell And the profit and loss. A current under sea Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell He passed the stages of his age and youth Entering the whirlpool. Gentile or Jew O you who turn the wheel and look to windward, Consider...
“In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo. ”
– T. S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
WatchA project by Leticia Orúe directed by José Morraja for Jet Lag BIO 10 Festival. Bilbao, Spain. Octuber 10
“There have always been people willing to do my driving for me… People like...”
– Arthur Lecomte
Michael Chabon, The Mysteries of Pittsburgh
January 2011
2 posts
“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be...”
– T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding
December 2010
3 posts
November 2010
3 posts
Watch
October 2010
6 posts
“I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the...”
– Kurt Vonnegut
September 2010
6 posts
You know the best things in life are free But you...
