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Saturday, November 29, 2014

the season of forbearance is upon us


4 comments:

  1. Wow! Love the snow & your tough blackbirds... I played in my winter garden barefooted today, picking lettuce and planting flowers. Leaves danced in the warm wind...Such different/similar worlds we inhabit, so fucking amazing. xo

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  2. having moved south, I'm missing the snow. Enjoy!

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  3. minimalistisk som vanlig fra deg, jeg liker det !

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  4. little buddhas

    while i hop about trying to stave off the pain of cold

    which registers in my hot human mind like burn

    a dozen or so pigeons sit in the snow on a rooftop

    they just sit there

    sitting

    letting the whole calendar roll over them like air

    and it's only november

    (thank you for coming to see them)))

    xo
    erin

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"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))