Tag Archives: My Life as an Echo
HAUNTED BY AMERICAN DREAMS
And so we arrive at the gates
of these days held aloft
by want and wanton
life, slacked by waves on this
broadening shore.
And so we arrive at these gates.
And I am about to depart from their meadows. This meadow of rotten apples that I have so lovingly poured over. The rain started today. I am taking on the [...]
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AN ALMOST RECKLESS FAITH
What do I say? In all circumstances, what words do I use with all these people on Earth?
I used to think it mattered a lot, to choose the right ones, but I see now that words are bandages wrapped sometimes hastily like Egyptian cloth
around the Mother, the source, the essence of what is there. The [...]
WORDS, WHO NEEDS THEM
And so now I present you with Henry’s discussion of writing and acting. I find it quite interesting, and I hope you will too. All the life’s a stage, and I am writing its frenetic scenes, I have realised. Line after line, word after word. I often just wish I could say: _____________ and you [...]
MY HISTORY, FOR THOSE WHO HUNT FACTS (WHICH I WILLINGLY PROVIDE)