snail crawling in moonlight (day 103)
"8 September, 1928
I believe that the main thing in beginning a novel is to feel, not that you can write it, but that it exists on the far side of a gulf, which words can't cross: that it's to be pulled through only in a breathless anguish.
Virginia" --@VitaVirginiaBot via @LeviStahl
the course ahead determined
though by mishap placed
& nothing clear for the wayfarer
save that so much bullshit remains to be fixed
a new world
they say, as if set
on a brilliant, unknown shore--
yet day by day these debacles will confirm
our cliff-sliding, intercepted by
lucky stick
The Cornish language revival picks up speed.
"The misgrowth of infectious mistletoe" --The Ring and the Book
(via lofiwave on tumblr)
Labels: #conceptualghazal
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