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, August 09, 2007
ANNOUNCEMENT!
cakes and cookies are lovingly made here at ummisbakery.blogspot.com (managed by nurul's mom!)
spread the word.

Comments:
hello dear! thanks! haha my mom is like yay! notes! haha! be well, darling, and be happy! fruit is good! come and visit me if you can!
haha! ok, fruit is good. you always talk in exclamation marks, you know. it's lovely. i'll tell you if i have plans, but you are coming in spring:) yay!


[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] excess luggage
In the sun
i have been operating on two time zones for the pa...
certain places
reminder from rich
this has been one of the happiest weeks of my life...
When Tracy cut my hair, she would stand very strai...
i would look at all of you
The adventures of Julie and a bright blue button
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