Intentions: New friends & old friends, good books, strange cities. Contentment, sorrow, wildness, joy. Snow, mountaintops, wilderness. Alone time. Spontaneous plans. “Magic and dreams and good madness.” And of course music!
but if you weren’t alive and alone
this silver mist of sorrow wouldn’t curl
warm tendrils around your shoulders.
you would never know the smokiness of it
in your hair, sweet-smelling like the candle
your grandmother lit when you were born. or
its liquid form behind your eyes,
or the way it sits heavy in your stomach
and jumbled in your throat.
you can hardly breathe
for the birds between your teeth, and
if you speak
you’ll crush them: wings,
eyes, miniature sets of bones.
I think I’ll start using my Twitter again so here i am! and you should all follow me and also tell me your Twitter names too because right now most of the people I follow are either really famous or news sites, neither of which is going to be friends with me. Okay sweet!
I never in a million years would have bought one for myself, and I was on the fence about ebooks and whatnot, but I think I’m totally converted. I’m still desperately attached to the feel of a real book in my hand and the way pages smell and how piles of books look stacked up in corners or on shelves, so I probably won’t use the Kindle much for novels and things, but for magazines and silly word games and all kinds of short stories and poetry and biographies that are open source and free? Yes yes yes.
I’ll probably still carry all my books around with me everywhere and just carry the Kindle in addition; this defeats what seems to be the primary point of an e-reader, but that’s fine. Good stuff!
Made cookies yesterday and played lots of carols at 2 church services and listened to a lot more holidayish music. Today I made pancakes for my family and I’ve been reading Hesse’s “Demian” and cuddling with my cats and cleaning old things out of my room. I hate those people who go around saying they can’t wait for the holidays to be over, but this Christmas is a little sad, I don’t like all the ways things change, then again I don’t want them to stay the same forever. The past few years this season has just been so bittersweet, everything turns and I haven’t quite learned to live with it.