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Elena

We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own sk

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Music:

Rock, Latin, Alternative, Classical

Movies:

Not very often.

Television:

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Heroes:

I don't like heroes!Failing and Flying by Jack GilbertEveryone forgets that Icarus also flew. It's the same when love comes to an end, or the marriage fails and people say they knew it was a mistake, that everybody said it would never work. That she was old enough to know better. But anything worth doing is worth doing badly. Like being there by that summer ocean on the other side of the island while love was fading out of her, the stars burning so extravagantly those nights that anyone could tell you they would never last. Every morning she was asleep in my bed like a visitation, the gentleness in her like antelope standing in the dawn mist. Each afternoon I watched her coming back through the hot stony field after swimming, the sea light behind her and the huge sky on the other side of that. Listened to her while we ate lunch. How can they say the marriage failed? Like the people who came back from Provence (when it was Provence) and said it was pretty but the food was greasy. I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell, but just coming to the end of his triumph.

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Posted by Elena on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 07:49:00 PST

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Posted by Elena on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 04:34:00 PST

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Posted by Elena on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 04:24:00 PST

In a Dark Time

In a Dark Time by Theodore Roethke In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade; I hear my echo in the echoing wood A lord of nature weeping to a tree.I live between...
Posted by Elena on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 01:30:00 PST

Alone

Alone  by Edgar Allan Poe   From childhood's hour I have not been As others wereI have not seen As others sawI could not bring My passions from a common spring From the same sour...
Posted by Elena on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 03:40:00 PST