Wednesday, October 22, 2008

perfect in every moment of its existence


There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence... Its nature is satisfied and it satisfies nature in all moments alike.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

her eyes


her eyes were the color of faraway love

Fable of the Mermaid and the Drunks [excerpt]
Pablo Neruda