2.3.10

Lost Things


Hey people. Stop being so lovely and amazing. You're killing me.


"Each man dreams his own heaven."
-John Connolly, The Book of Lost Things

"when more than was lost has been found has
been found
and having is giving and giving is living"
-ee cummings, from when faces called flowers float out of the ground


(As usual, it's cut-off here. Watch it on youtube.)

4 comments:

Ruth said...

I watched the video the day you posted it and loved it. Sent it to at least two friends.

Hi, Friend.

Ruth said...

How is Fugitive Pieces going? She is a poet. Actually, I like her fiction more than her poetry.

lovely you said...

It's slow going so far. It always takes me awhile to adjust to reading a new author, and especially this time it seems after whizzing through Murakami, Anne is making me sloooooow down and soak up her poetic imagery, which I very much appreciate.

First page: "No one is born just once. If you're lucky, you'll emerge in someone's arms; or unlucky, wake when the long tail of terror brushes the inside of your skull." And that's when I knew: Anne and I are going to get along just fine. Actually, she had me at the first sentence, "Time is a blind guide."

* said...

No doubt! Beautiful quotes, beautiful vid clip.