Book Tag |
This was sent by Man Ray:His good friend The Suicide Diaries invited him to play this game, so he played and so have I.Here are the rules:1. Grab the nearest book. 2. Open the book to page 123. 3. Fin...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 03:47:00 PST |
Poems |
My favorite English poem... He wishes for the Cloths of HeavenHad I the heavens' embroidered cloths,Enwrought with golden and silver light,The blue and the dim and the dark clothsOf night and light an...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Sat, 30 Sep 2006 02:47:00 PST |
Fairs and Fragonard |
I have just spent the whole day at the fair. I love fairs, adore them; all painted, gaudy, giddy and sugary sweet.I have always wanted to be a carnie, always thought that one day I would be whisked a...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 03:11:00 PST |
Song you would like sung to you...... |
Tin Soldier,I'm a little tin soldierthat wants to jump into your fireyou are a look in your eyea dream passing by in the skyI don't understandall I need is treat me like a man'cause I ain't no childta...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Fri, 11 Aug 2006 10:46:00 PST |
Paris |
I have walked the streets today, all shadowed by high watercolour clouds, with blushes of sunlight. The emptiness of the back streets echos my footsteps. In some cities the immensity makes you feel a...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Tue, 08 Aug 2006 08:11:00 PST |
Favorite songs.... |
Thinking about a blog Esme posted, she of the dark nails and black cherry.....Favorite songs. Yup not necessarily to do with favorite groups at all.So it got me on a think, and the song that I sing i...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 02:28:00 PST |
Hmmmmm |
Et in Arcadia ego, the Roman empire, Ganesh, the entire cast of movies, poets, Kings and Goddesses....everyone is here.Am at last sinking my teeth in, a maenad on myspace, how delightful it all is whe...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Wed, 26 Jul 2006 02:36:00 PST |
Oh oh. the Horla... |
Sometimes the Horla comes, right out of nowhere and gets mussed up in the feathers of your hair, and then what's to be done?Despite all rationality you can't get rid of it. How can you dismiss somethi...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Sat, 22 Jul 2006 12:53:00 PST |
Paris rain... |
Il pleut doucement sur la ville.....Il pleure dans mon coeur Comme il pleut sur la ville,Quelle est cette langeurQui penetre mon coeur?O bruit doux de la pluiePar terre et sur les toits!Pour un coeur ...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Thu, 20 Jul 2006 04:29:00 PST |
Leaving... |
So London sure knows how to make herself appealing to me. Just at the moment I am leaving her, she behaves like an artful mistress and dresses herself up in her best finery, proffering golden swathes...
Posted by Minda the concubine on Sat, 15 Jul 2006 04:58:00 PST |
