Listen, the hay-bells tinkle as the cart
Wavers on rubber tires along the tar
And cindered ice below the burlap mill
And ale-wife run. The oxen drool and start… 123 more words
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“ In the end, there
is no end”….in the end you must continue to set goals, it’s a world without end; life is a continuum, so don’t place limits on your abilites, live a life of projects, being consistently active is fulfilling; the fact that one didn’t end well, is not an indication that the next would go the same disappointing way; as long as you are still breathing, keep dreaming and keep seeking. 15 more words
Inspired and terrified by the legacy of Paris’s 1931 Colonial Exposition, I wrote a blog post on the real and literary capacities of the aquarium. My visit to the Palias Porte Dorée and the work of Haruki Murakami, Dunya Mikhail, Julio Cortázar, and Robert Lowell. Read it here.