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a sweet farewell.

i will look no more
for his face in coffee-shop windows
i will listen no more
for his voice at the door
i will wait no more
for his feet on the stairs
i will yearn no more
for the touch of his hand
i will look to the stars
i will listen for the wind
i will wait for the sunrise
i will smile at the snowflakes soft kiss
i will live, i will love, i will sing, i will dance
for to live is to love and i will take the chance
Lament: Rainer Maria RilkeWhom will you cry to, heart? More and more lonely,
your path struggles on through incomprehensible
mankind. All the more futile perhaps
for keeping to its direction,
keeping on toward the future,
toward what has been lost
Once. You lamented? What was it? A fallen berry
of jubilation, unripe.
But now the whole tree of my jubilation
is breaking, in the storm it is breaking, my slow
tree of joy.
Loveliest in my invisible
landscape, you that made me more known
to the invisible angels.
..... Rainer Maria Rilke, Translated by Stephen Mitchell
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My Interests

GOOD THINGS COME TO THOSE WHO WAIT .... GUINNESS RULES!

I'd like to meet:

Anyone who can make me laff till I cry... like PETE GOLD, f'r'example....sigh... funny men are so sexy! Minstrels: The Lute & The Fury

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Music:

TODAY'S TOONE: Earl Scruggs & Steve Martin play Foggy Mountain Breakdown. Yep, you're right, that's Bonnie & Clyde...I rediscovered this toe-tapper whilst slacking off, reading Mercedes Lackey's Spirits as White As Lightening, instead of working on my thesis.

Movies:

Waiting IMPATIENTLY for:
THE GOLDEN COMPASS: movie based on PHILLIP PULLMAN'S brilliant trilogy HIS DARK MATERIALS... talking bears, alethiometers, knives that cut through worlds, daemons and best of all: DANIEL CRAIG in OXFORD.... sigh, stuff that fantasies are made of........

Television:

TV=brain death

Books:

Currently reading:TWICE BORN by VIJAY RAGHAVAN (Yep, that's my DAD's FIRST NOVEL!!)
TWICE BORN is the tale of a man who embarks on the conquest of unhappiness; and then on the conquest of happiness. ON the way, he has to clear up the mess in his head created by a psychologically castrating marriage, a beloved son who becomes a Naxalite revolutionary and is tortured by the police. He is helped on his voyage of rediscovering himself by a deux ex machina in the form of Dr Hekyll & Mr Jyde, two splinters of his splintered self. "...... an amazing novel that really digs into the psychological horrors of the mind with intricate detail. I really enjoyed this books." - writersliterary.com

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paper cranes

autumn leaves driftacross this strange landscape of griefglimpsed through tearsthat minglewith rain streaking across the glass ...
Posted by Lavanya on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 02:14:00 PST

woodsongs

herne the hunterslipping greenlythrough leaf and forest lighthounds belling,horns curlinggreat heart pounding,alive, alive, alive pan the pipermerrily pipingdown by the riversideimp in th...
Posted by Lavanya on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 12:26:00 PST

the messiah

this is how we go onthe messiah saidone breath at a timeone day at a time  this is how we livethe messiah saidwith the painin each breatheach day  frantic...
Posted by Lavanya on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 08:15:00 PST

forever is a long time to run

in the beginning were my dreams: in the beginning then came the greynessthe greyness that crept in, unnoticed and so i fled, for the shape of my dreams had changedi fled down the splintered corridors ...
Posted by Lavanya on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 12:04:00 PST

to lewis on a summer afternoon

lewislet me be alice walking under skiesonly seen by sleeping eyes with youi slip through the glassenchanted, by wonderland,where improbabilitiesbecome possibilitieswhen you smilewanderingupon the w...
Posted by Lavanya on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 11:59:00 PST

desire

i lay in your armsas the worldspun madlyin each heartbeat liquid songsof desireburning living flamesin my bloodamber glowsi sought sweet oblivionin satin skinas desire burned living flames...
Posted by Lavanya on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 05:17:00 PST

to my lost love

faces in the street,people i meet,friends and lovers,all becomefaces in the street.am i nothing more than a passing thought in your mind ?what is my love now:the smile of a stranger,a face in the stre...
Posted by Lavanya on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 05:19:00 PST

carnival's here....

sister anne, sister annecan you seeit's a scream not a smileas the manic carousel spins on and onwhere time twists and reality bendsoh sister anne, dear sister annedo you seefleeting glimpses in funho...
Posted by Lavanya on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 10:49:00 PST