Cusp, space, time,
all and nothing,
mine,
a sip, a dribble, one line
of infinity.
Brown paper,
unravelling twine.
Abit of this, some of that...
- Typewriter
- Once upon a time there was a girl who liked writing poetry. One day, she wanted to share a short poem with a friend and did so in the quickest way she knew how; via a text message. Immediately this created a tangible form that had to be followed by function. Character limit and the universal language of SMS with the line breaks and lack of font-freedom threatened to quash originality. However, she persevered, and here today you can see some of those results. Her name is Rosie, and she would be glad to hear of your opinions and thoughts on her short poems. Maybe, if you send her an email with a phone number, you might get your very own one day.
Abit of something else:
Literary-slanted others!
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Hello, reader friends. (Because I don't have enough reading projects already...) I want to be a more well-rounded mystery/crime/thriller reader, and to t...
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before you focus on that right before youmoment it's that oneyou have herebefore you--
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Artist: Guy-Vincent Ricketti Title: Love Variation X 2 Size: 30” x 48” / 76.2 cm x 121.9 cm Medium: Archival Photograph Edition: 1 + 1 artist Proof © G...
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The Room for Debate blog at the New York Times featured a very interesting discussion this week about the choice that Cushing Academy recently made to dispe...
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:: staggering impact :: gently shattered dignified :: fragments that glimmer :: words: chantal boucher :: images: guy~vincent © 2009 Graffiti Haiku
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• I’m Chato Mamet Treviño. I’m a Boston Terrier. I was born like 6 or 7 years ago. In October I think. I remember seeing a bunch of kids in costumes. Woof!...
Abit of inspiration...
- Large expanses of glittering, frosty ground.
- A sunrise walk not taken, every day until the right one.
- People I've met, and people I haven't. 'A world in a grain of sand'.
- Any large body of water.
- Taylor Mali on 'What do Teachers really make?' - "Definitely beautiful".
- Cold wind slithering between my hood and my head while walking.
- Blue Car - 'rust and gravity', Meg's first version of Blue Car.
- 'She tore through her sentences, as though speed alone would generate sense...' - Ian McEwan from On Chisel Beach.
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