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sara shaw

Suave, meri magno, turbantibus aequora ventis/ E terra magnum alterius spectare laborem:/Non, quia v

About Me

It is a pleasure to stand on the seashore when the tempestuous winds whip up the sea, and to behold the great toils another is enduring. Not that it pleases us to watch another being tormented, but that it is a joy to us to observe evils from which we ourselves are free. -Lucretius De Rerum natura

My Interests

Two of us sending postcards Writing letters on my wall. You and me burning matches, Lifting latches on our way back home. We’re on our way home, We’re on our way home, We’re going home.

Music:

Tom Waits, cat power, m. ward, dirty three, jeff buckley, johnny cash, leonard cohen, sigur ros, mum, willie nelson, lucinda williams, flaming lips, radiohead, jenny lewis, coco rosie, built to spill, the breeders, the pixies, the amps (the deal sisters on the whole), dolorean, the court and spark, dylan, nusrat fateh ali khan, anders parker, magnetic fields, mazzy star, edith piaf, neko case, valley of the giants, clap your hands say yeah, beirut, mountain goats, annalisa tornfelt, the builders and the butchers, benoit pioulard, rufus wainwright, devendra banhart

Movies:

sex and lucia, harold and maude, the princess bride, the graduate, city of lost children, wings of desire, paris texas---older wim wenders films, the princess and the warrior, the good the bad and the ugly, asphalt jungle, millers crossing, leon the professional, the big sleep, contempt, the dreamers, last tango in paris, jean de florette, manon of the spring

Books:

Duras, Block, Sebald, Kafka, Delbo, Levi, Camus, Sartre, Rilke, Proust

Heroes:

Marguerite Duras, Simone de Beauvoir

My Blog

An incineration. A conflagration. An actualization. A realization.

On Wednesday night, an electrical warehouse was razed in a four alarm fire. Someone saw the smoke and immediately following a shot of tequila each, we rode our bikes to investigate. It was unbelievabl...
Posted by sara shaw on Fri, 19 May 2006 02:11:00 PST

there's no place like home

transition from one side of the looking glass to wonderland. our lovely house. our sanctuary. zack's little garden and the brick fire pit he built. our saturday dinners followed by sunday morning coff...
Posted by sara shaw on Sun, 09 Apr 2006 12:30:00 PST

anti-war rally

happened upon a ginarmous anti-war march downtown this afternoon. joe and i joined the thousand something herd of portlanders and shuffled out our support from burnside back to the waterfront, snaking...
Posted by sara shaw on Mon, 20 Mar 2006 06:29:00 PST

a contemplative moment

butterfly morning. late late late to work. the implicit quietude of a thursday. season's breakfast burrito, vanilla latte, a fortune cookie, a cigarette. you. and yes. we should treat everyday a...
Posted by sara shaw on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 12:15:00 PST

jawbreaker

I put you between my teeth and cheek, toward the back. Rolled you around, pressed you against the crown and ridge of each tooth, remembering your words. You said she is like a chocolate in your mouth...
Posted by sara shaw on Wed, 15 Mar 2006 03:34:00 PST

sunday asunder

the little broken bits of this day. caught in my coatsleeves. bracelets of fractured shards circling red 'round my wrists. i discovered you, le petit mort...let the world fall away, watched it tumble ...
Posted by sara shaw on Mon, 13 Mar 2006 06:21:00 PST