Saturday, 28 November 2009

Contretemps



The poet has a foot in the mud,

an eye on the stars,

and a dagger in his hand.

Poetry is a rough magic that fuses opposites.

P.B., P.B.

Wednesday, 25 November 2009

Бесы


'The world's a swindle!'

Tuesday, 24 November 2009

Keserédes

Feels like Monday all over again

Sunday, 22 November 2009

Saturday, 21 November 2009

Gloomy 'Saturday'


The Good, the Bad and the Ugly
I wish this could be a happy song

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Дождь

Feels like summer rain...
In the words of Hamlet 'That's wormwood, wormwood.'

Sunday, 15 November 2009

one more time with feeling


Try it again, breathing's just a rhythm