| Poem for Monday |
[Dec. 23rd, 2002|05:21 pm] |
From Tangled Hair
by Yosano Akiko
At the beginning
Of the night the whispering
Snow fell, and now stars
Fill this world below on the
Disheveled hair about my face.
He tempted me to
Come in to say goodbye.
I hesitated to respond
And he brushed my hand away.
But yet--the smell of his clothes
In the soft darkness.
Black hair
Tangled in a thousand strands
Tangled my hair and
Tangled my tangled memories
Of our long nights of lovemaking.
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Which Annoying Two Towers Character are You?
By Lisa
Gacked from karelian:
What Lord of the Rings Male and Mood Do You Desire?
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Actually I like Boromir when he isn't tempted, too. I like him with or without the Ring. I like him with or without his shield. I like him with or without his clothes...
Here's Frank Rich in The New York Times on Trent Lott and the Democrats. Interesting stuff.
And courtesy alisalohv, Dom explains "Trees"! |
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