an old sheet of notebook paper (day 181)

(@svenbirkerts)

"...in the life-weft, the snarl of interweaving, the ineluctable."

"harvest gift
in the tennis courts
a pelican's glide"

--@poem_exe

Meerkat plays a prank on a capybara!

that kind of moment
but not one
that kind of light

sequel to too few sorrows
keypunch machine chatter
spaces without

QBVII, Cubi VII, Queen's
Bishop 7
bulgunnyakh

sunday stillness
tide of the unreal

"...alternately brilliant and sloppy, emotionally resonant at one moment and hollow the next."

"I did not make the world, and I did not make it paradoxical." --Chesterton

"I, too, love a funeral."

(fuzzyghost on tumblr)