intimate friends, requisite fools, urgency bites, limerence rules passionate pull, parable taught, infected hearts, malady fought casual pains, everyday schools, starry-eyed fall, limerence rules
limerence rules
Stuck Fast
immobilized and knowing you can’t leave with all that time to grieve
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Sketches – 87
Oy. I finished "Adam Bede" Wasn't it amazing? It was, but... wow. That story was sad on Any number of levels. I think the author Referred to it as 'realism' I can see that. It was beautiful, though. I'm surprised that book Isn't more famous than it is I don't think most Modern tastes care For Eliot's writing style Yeah, I know, she both Shows AND tells. But I find her interjection Of her own voice to be Surprisingly honest. I mean, Authors have opinions, and We can almost always Tell what they are. Why not just say them? That's a great point So... what was it About this book for you? Okay. I'm twenty-one years old, Going into my last year In college. It's summer semester, so -- -- there were fewer people On campus? -- exactly. The copy of the book I had From our school library Was an old bound book, Much like the one you have. I'd read it outside, everyday, In the afternoons, after class. You still remember The setting, eh? I do. Any time a book Totally transports you, It's a memorable experience. And I was fascinated By how different The world of the novel was, Even though -- -- it was relatable. Bingo. And, at that age, I could really relate to Seth. Ohh. Sweetheart -- I know, it's silly No, it's... You really saw yourself as A loser, didn't you? I was a loser. Not at all like I am now. At any rate, I thought his was the life I was destined to live. But then I came along Yeah, well. That's my favorite part Of every story. So the book was beautiful, The setting was memorable, And I saw myself in it, Albeit in small supporting role. That book was very disturbing, In parts. I don't think our modern world Is nearly as forgiving As she or her characters were We could stand to be more forgiving People still believe in forgiveness, But often, only when it involves They themselves being forgiven. That is a very unsymmetrical Arrangement Which is why It always fails
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a common mistake
we sit back, watching, and weighing, deciding — a common mistake: pondering as chances vanish
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The Purple is Receding
The majesty is fast in fade,
The purple is receding;
The clouds that lately come have stayed,
The punctured truth is bleeding
The howitzer of human voice
Is all its shells now firing,
They stacked the odds against real choice
All wrapped up in admiring
The patron saint of ‘only seemed’,
Of phony staged largesse;
A life of noise and endless words
And secrets none confess
Upon the lies are stacked more lies,
The realm of toad and fawner;
And purple mountain’s majesty
Now dies for lack
Of honor
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caramel apple cheesecake
on this planet,
there are approximately
7.44 billion people
and
i just had a calorie
for each one
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Girl Reading
The book she read was ‘Ethan Frome’;
The smile, though, was all her own —
A library of innocence
And literary
Impudence
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working turning slowing burning
she tries to rest her mind is always working
the gears the rotors always ever turning
she breathes to aid the slowing it’s not helping
she knows it’s all gone bad
she smells
the burning
To share is human:
My Poor Enthusiasms
I read a book I really like, I try to tell somebody else, They look at me impassively For I’m not that convincing — All the passions that I share Embarrass me each time I see That all these things I hold so dear Are always met With wincing
