Sunday, October 23, 2005

Little moments

There are some things my friends do for me which I appreciate very deeply.
To wait for me, either in the car or standing a distance away, till I have unlocked the big green gates leading into my estate and walked safely in, before driving or walking off.
These are some of those moments I am grateful for.

lux at 5:34 pm

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Thursday, October 13, 2005

Beauty by Breton

Dreams

But the light returns
the pleasure of smoking
The spider-fairy of the cinders in points of blue and red
is never content with her mansions of Mozart.
The wound heals everything uses its ingenuity to make itself
recognised I speak and beneath your face the cone of shadow
turns which from the depths of the sea has called the pearls
the eyelids, the lips, inhale the day
the arena empties itself
one of the birds in flying away
did not think to forget the straw and the thread
hardly has a crowd thought it fit to stir
when the arrow flies
a star nothing but a star lost in the fur of the night
New York; Oct 1943

Taken from Andre Breton, Selections, University of California Press, 2003.

lux at 11:26 am

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Saturday, October 01, 2005

A mindful caper?

I was walking past Lemongrass, corner Lygon-Pelham streets, when a car raced past. The guy in the passenger's seat stuck his head out of the window and shouted at me:
Get out of Australia!
I wanted to return a You don't own this place! but I wasn't going to try to beat him at his game. This game will have no winners, for sure.

lux at 1:29 pm

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