Slept in a home of stones stacked against the west coast. Ferns and moss indoors. 2:29 PM Dec 1st from web |
Here where the women tip whiskies while the foreign boys forfeit to tea. 6:11 PM Nov 28th from web |
I took up grad school -- then threw it down, smashed it, and gleaned the luscious bits. 5:03 PM Nov 25th from web |
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Rain washes windows, wind buttles waves, and church bells bark their Sunday song. 3:20 AM Nov 23rd from web |
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I stay up later than the town pub; the lighthouse, much later than me. 5:42 PM Nov 21st from web |
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Cantaloupe, toffee, summer-dry grass, and hot tar: Locke's 8 Year Whiskey. 12:53 PM Nov 18th from web |
Oranges peeled in Stradivarian Ss and Bosphoran straits. 4:34 AM Nov 18th from web |
Working the dearth of sunlight like a fruit bat: wide eyes and oranges! 2:42 PM Nov 17th from web |
Covertly, good bread and existentialism both count on magic. 6:05 AM Nov 17th from web |
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The sea's a mirror of gardens. Steam trains chuff; I write along the waves. 3:08 AM Nov 16th from web |
Anachronistic, shamanchronistic -- nothing like a fountain pen. 9:04 AM Nov 15th from web |
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The wind is stealing down through the chimney smelling of old cold coal soot. 6:30 AM Nov 11th from web |
Sea and sky in such a close embrace that you can't tell where either ends. 3:53 AM Nov 11th from web |
The sun now sets at four thirty. Deja vu in the dark, back up North. 5:37 PM Nov 9th from web |
I learn of books from people, in order to learn of people from books. 1:12 AM Nov 8th from web |