HOLD ON TIGHT

HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT And when we were children, staying at the archduke's, My cousin's, he took me out on a sled, And I was frightened. He said, Marie, Marie, hold on tight. And down we went. In the mountains, there you feel free. I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. ~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot Thursday, April 12, 2007 自由我好累好累好累呀。今天是雨天, 点滴点滴的雨水像沉重的降落伞落在我心上。我想我该多睡一下。在我旁边，一个女学生读着法语书，自言自语地细心朗读着。她的声音亲切柔和，有如一条丝绸围巾。我自然地返回中文。我对任何语法规则完全无知。利用中文，我的句子没被规律、习惯所束缚。我在创造我自己的语文。我一边游览这个奇妙的城市，一边编造一个新语文。这该是一种莫名的自由。 posted by dawn # 8:40 AM Comments: Post a Comment << Home		[publishing] Publishers Weekly . Dystel & Goderich . New York Center for Independent Publishing . Association of American University Presses . Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators [people] clarisse . nurul . aunty zarina (ummi's bakery) . jeremy . pak . cyril . softblow . karen & kenny (booksactually) . eric . joel . [other loves] digitaljournalist . ballet dictionary . poetshouse . urbanwordnyc [me] dawn, singapore, new york city, ithaca. [yesterday] i flew in and out of la guardia airport in less th... haroun and the sea of stories ! i had a good day, good classes, cooked pasta for d... 在这个城市里，很多东西变化无常。我很爱我的朋友；他们都很爱我。很多东西永恒不变。 Revolution, Spring 2007 The elbalmer's art she tells me, he was heavy when he left . i can't... today was a hot day. unusually hot. spring is here... suddenly, she was excited, closed the book, with a... i found a room full of glass today. i read about t... [archives] January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009

HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT

And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot

Thursday, April 12, 2007

自由

我好累好累好累呀。今天是雨天, 点滴点滴的雨水像沉重的降落伞落在我心上。我想我该多睡一下。在我旁边，一个女学生读着法语书，自言自语地细心朗读着。她的声音亲切柔和，有如一条丝绸围巾。我自然地返回中文。我对任何语法规则完全无知。利用中文，我的句子没被规律、习惯所束缚。我在创造我自己的语文。我一边游览这个奇妙的城市，一边编造一个新语文。这该是一种莫名的自由。

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haroun and the sea of stories !
i had a good day, good classes, cooked pasta for d...
在这个城市里，很多东西变化无常。我很爱我的朋友；他们都很爱我。很多东西永恒不变。
Revolution, Spring 2007
The elbalmer's art
she tells me, he was heavy when he left . i can't...
today was a hot day. unusually hot. spring is here...
suddenly, she was excited, closed the book, with a...
i found a room full of glass today. i read about t...

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