Alan Braxe / The Paradise | In Love With You
Bob Dylan doing Hard Rain, on Chicago radio...
The world was reduced to the surface of her skin and her inner self was safe from all bitterness. Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years Of Solitude
past clumsy crushes beneath Thrill Pier hopes pinned to poses honed in men’s room mirrors a sophomore at Brown she worked Lost & Found I put your face on her all year The Wrens | She Sends Kisses | The Meadowlands (2003)
There was no mistaking, even in the uncertain light, the hand, half crabbed, half generous, and wholly drunken, of the Consul himself, the Greek e’s, the flying buttresses of d’s, the t’s like lonely wayside crosses save where they crucified an entire word. Malcom Lowry, Under The Volcano
State Library of NSW's Photostream →
The State Library of NSW has started to release some of the publicly-held photos in its collection through Flickr. There’s some great photos of early 20th C Sydney and of the Western Front.
I want that dream back, I want my America back, I want my country back…...– via: Joan Walsh @ Salon
Horse Feathers | “Albina” | House With...
I saw the delicate bone structure of a hand; I saw the survivors of a battle sending out post cards… I saw the oblique shadow of some ferns on the floor of a hot-house; I saw tigers, emboli, bison, ground swells and armies; I saw all the ants in the world. Jorge Luis Borges, The Aleph