Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
live on
I wake and hearing it raining.
Were I dead, what would I give
Lazily to lie here,
Like this, and live?
Or better yet: birdsong,
Brightening and spreading --
How far would I come then
To be at the world's wedding?
Now that I lie, though,
Listening, living,
(Oh, but not forever,
Oh, end arriving)
How shall I praise them:
All the sweet beings
Eternally that outlive
Me and my dying?
Mountains, I mean; wind, water, air;
Grass, and huge trees; clouds, flowers,
And thunder, and night.
Turtles, I mean, and toads; hawks, herons, owls;
Graveyards, and towns, and trout; roads, gardens,
Red berries, and deer.
Lightning, I mean, and eagles; fences; snow;
Sunrise, and ferns; waterfalls, serpents,
Green islands, and sleep.
Horses, I mean; butterflies, whales;
Mosses, and stars and gravelly
Rivers, and fruit.
Oceans, I mean; black valleys; corn;
Brambles, and cliffs; rock, dirt, dust, ice;
And warnings of flood.
How shall I name them?
And in what order?
Each would be first.
Omission is murder.
Maidens, I mean, and apples; needles; leaves;
Worms, and planers, and clover; whirlwinds; dew;
Bulls; geese --
Stop. Lie still.
You will never be done.
Leave them all there.
Old lover. Live on.
-Morning Worship by Mark van Doren
Were I dead, what would I give
Lazily to lie here,
Like this, and live?
Or better yet: birdsong,
Brightening and spreading --
How far would I come then
To be at the world's wedding?
Now that I lie, though,
Listening, living,
(Oh, but not forever,
Oh, end arriving)
How shall I praise them:
All the sweet beings
Eternally that outlive
Me and my dying?
Mountains, I mean; wind, water, air;
Grass, and huge trees; clouds, flowers,
And thunder, and night.
Turtles, I mean, and toads; hawks, herons, owls;
Graveyards, and towns, and trout; roads, gardens,
Red berries, and deer.
Lightning, I mean, and eagles; fences; snow;
Sunrise, and ferns; waterfalls, serpents,
Green islands, and sleep.
Horses, I mean; butterflies, whales;
Mosses, and stars and gravelly
Rivers, and fruit.
Oceans, I mean; black valleys; corn;
Brambles, and cliffs; rock, dirt, dust, ice;
And warnings of flood.
How shall I name them?
And in what order?
Each would be first.
Omission is murder.
Maidens, I mean, and apples; needles; leaves;
Worms, and planers, and clover; whirlwinds; dew;
Bulls; geese --
Stop. Lie still.
You will never be done.
Leave them all there.
Old lover. Live on.
-Morning Worship by Mark van Doren
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
goldfish
I'm going to get a fish.
what should i get?
It's Batman Bruce Wayne Kim's Birthday tomorrow.
He's turning three already!
I"m baking him penut butter cake =D
what should i get?
It's Batman Bruce Wayne Kim's Birthday tomorrow.
He's turning three already!
I"m baking him penut butter cake =D
Sunday, January 18, 2009
thumper
my blackberry
mentalist
closer
salvatore ferragamo
gardenstate
batman
in a sentimental mood
bambi
colts
i drive alone - esthero
pinfactory
holding hands
audrey kawasaki
snow
diddy
#2 paintbrush
egyptian cotton
family gah ddut dah
earplugs
peyton manning
iggie'spizza
scrubs
skII
pearl earrings
french manicure
the l word
bandaid
sonicare
christian louboutin
grapefruit
sam taylor-wood
house
hugs
the united states of tara
mentalist
closer
salvatore ferragamo
gardenstate
batman
in a sentimental mood
bambi
colts
i drive alone - esthero
pinfactory
holding hands
audrey kawasaki
snow
diddy
#2 paintbrush
egyptian cotton
family gah ddut dah
earplugs
peyton manning
iggie'spizza
scrubs
skII
pearl earrings
french manicure
the l word
bandaid
sonicare
christian louboutin
grapefruit
sam taylor-wood
house
hugs
the united states of tara
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