firstly:
then - Reinhold Messner
Li Po
DRINKING ALONE BY MOONLIGHT1A cup of wine, under the flowering trees; I drink alone, for no friend is near. Raising my cup I beckon the bright moon, For he, with my shadow, will make three men. The moon, alas, is no drinker of wine; Listless, my shadow creeps about at my side. Yet with the moon as friend and the shadow as slave I must make merry before the Spring is spent. To the songs I sing the moon flickers her beams; In the dance I weave my shadow tangles and breaks. While we were sober, three shared the fun; Now we are drunk, each goes his way. May we long share our odd, inanimate feast, And meet at last on the Cloudy River of the sky.
still waiting for this man to publish? i am.
and of course:
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deadwood. anything by judd apatov. Firefly. anything by aaron sorkin. and on nights only when i am lucky...the flavor of love