Quoted in the Grove:
It was all those biographies in me yelling, “We want out. We want to tell you what we’ve done to you.”
~Bernard Malamud
Memory is more incredible than ink
~Anita Loos
The past exudes legend: one can’t make pure clay of time’s mud. There is no life that can be recaptured wholly; as it was. Which is to say that all biography is ultimately fiction.
~Bernard Malamud
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Posted from the Grove:
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Platform Favorites:
Some of our beloveds are gone. We cry; we celebrate their memory.
Some continue very much alive — out of reach.
Songs of Yearning
~Neko Case: Magpie to the Morning
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvPEAKbNgQw
~Snow Patrol: Chasing Cars
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GemKqzILV4w
~Sarah McLachlan: Song for a winter’s night
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UV4F2yfEt9o
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Prewritten for Thurs (06/01) @6pm PT/9 ET is: a picture
http://ishtari.arcticworlds3d.com/prompts/hideyhand.jpg
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@Writers Platform:
Prewritten: cookie, laundry
~Greymane: Life Summery
A quiet Summer solitude
Whispers through the pines
Songs of flapping laundry telling stories on the lines
The smell of cookies baking
Stirring memories and lies
The groaning of the wooden porch’s rocking chair goodbyes
She contemplates her sorrows and the love that she has known
Sitting in her rocking chair too many years alone
Too many moments mourning all the sins that she had sinned
But thankful for the warm caress of one more Summer wind
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~BarTalk: ku ku too
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Impromptu: mirage, glass or spunk, stunk
~Piffin: “Hanover Square”
I know all love must pass
Sweet mirage
Sweet mirage
On slippers of broken glass
In a downtown parking garage
I think I forgot your name
If I ever asked at all
I think I forgot
Something important
Fuck it
Shut up and crawl
Through this mirage
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~Greymane: Point Less
A desert in an hourglass
An ocean in the sky
It’s just a little further now as long as we can fly
Don’t travel near the center it may pull you down below
Mirages point you everywhere but where you want to go
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~BarTalk: The Hunk
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