I bought some...

Ezra Pound

And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a fieldmouse
Not shaking the grass

-Ezra Pound

I feel we should have this close to hand. It does seem to slip through the notebooks.

Feminism

I've shown you this before, at least this way I won't lose it. It still reminds me of you even after all this time.

Yours, etc.

K

I Like, by The Divine Comedy

I like your nose, I like your hair
I like you clothed, I like you bare
I like your boots, your skirts and your blouses
I like your suits, your shirts and your trousers

I like your mild political stances
I like your wild spontaneous dances
I like the way you drive me insane
Morning, noon and night

I like you 'cause you're sexy
I like the sexy things you dress in
I like it when you're sitting next to me
Whispering sexy things

I like you 'cause you like me
I like the poems that you write me
I like the pictures that you thoughtfully
draw for me
They make me look all right
Oh yeah, I like, I like, I like

I like the way you make me laugh
(make me laugh)
I like your brain, both left and right half
(both left and right half)
I like the songs you sing when you're bathing
(sing when you're bathing)
I like your dog when he's behaving
(when he's behaving)
I like your car, you curse like a trooper
(curse like a trooper)
During a hard reversing maneuver
I like the way we kiss and we make up after a fight

I like you 'cause you're sexy
I like the sexy things you dress in
I like it when you're sitting next to me
texting me sexy things
I like you 'cause you like me
I like the poems that you write me
I like the pictures that you thoughtfully
Draw for me
They make me look all right
Oh yeah, I like, I like, I like

I like you 'cause you're crazy
I like the way you do whatever you like
It constantly amazes me, baby please stay with me tonight
Oh yeah, I like, I like, I like!


It's here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_2vmciQkqm0

Go there! Do it now!


Yours, etc.

Lydia Davis's This Condition

stirred not only by men but by women, fat and thin, naked and clothed; by teenagers and children in latency; by animals such as horses and dogs; by certain vegetables such as carrots, zucchinis, eggplants, and cucumbers; by fruits such as melons, grapefruits, and kiwis; by certain plant parts such as petals, sepals, stamens, and pistils; by the bare arm of a wooden chair, a round vase holding flowers, a little hot sunlight, a plate of pudding, a person entering a tunnel in the distance, a puddle of water, a hand alighting on a smooth stone, a hand alighting on a bare shoulder, a naked tree limb; by anything curved, bare, and shining, as the limb or bole of a tree; by any touch, as the touch of a stranger handling money; by anything round and freely hanging, as tassels on a curtain, as chestnut burrs on a twig in spring, as a wet teabag on its string; by anything glowing, as a hot coal; anything soft or slow, as a cat rising from a chair; anything smooth and dry, as a stone, or warm and glistening; anything sliding, anything sliding back and forth; anything sliding in and out with an oiled surface, as certain machine parts, anything of a certain shape, like the state of Florida; anything pounding, anything stroking; anything bolt upright, anything horizontal and gaping, as a certain sea anemone; anything warm, anything wet, anything wet and red, anything turning red, as the sun at evening; anything wet and pink, anything long and straight with a blunt end, as a pestle; anything coming out of anything else, as a snail from its shell, as a snail’s horns from its head; anything opening; any stream of water running, any stream running, any stream spurting, any stream spouting; any cry, any soft cry, any grunt; anything going into anything else, as a hand searching in a purse; anything clutching, anything grasping; anything rising, anything tightening or filling, as a sail; anything dripping, anything hardening, anything softening.

Also have a pretty dress...

First Day of my Life

This is the first day of my life

I swear I was born right in the doorway

I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed

They're spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw

I think I was blind before I met you

Now I don’t know where I am

I don’t know where I’ve been

But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I’d let you know

That these things take forever

I especially am slow

But I realize that I need you

And I wondered if I could come home

Remember the time you drove all night

Just to meet me in the morning

And I thought it was strange you said everything changed

You felt as if you'd just woke up

And you said “this is the first day of my life

I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you

But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you

And I’d probably be happy”

So if you want to be with me

With these things there’s no telling

We just have to wait and see

But I’d rather be working for a paycheck

Than waiting to win the lottery

Besides maybe this time is different

I mean I really think you like me

I just thought we should have this someplace... I'm missing you something awful. So bored I cleaned my fridge! Shockin', anyway I'll send you an email soon, I just wanted something here when you got in.

Yours, etc.

K