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 Saturday, February 16, 2008 sleeping animals saturday is recharging. i slept well for the first time in a long time, this afternoon. i am morally against naps, but i was bone-tired from fractured sleep this whole week. in the morning i had a nightmare that i had to take an a math exam, in my dream i was seized by panic because it didn't make sense to have to take an a math exam, when was i even registered for an a math exam. i woke up, and went to the public service center, to get work done. i feel like a bloody bureaucrat, i told twyanquila. i also suddenly got scared tonight--by the drunk people next door, thank goodness they left for a frat party (ok now they're suddenly back, more drunk than ever) but my friends save me from myself, with stories about dogs and cats, crazy new york city chinese new year banquets and drunken chinese democrats. i've been reading, not a lot, but very meticulously. i am particularly struck by spinoza's formula for the interpretation of the scripture. i have new curtains in my room, and i want to step into the week calm, and i want to sleep well, not waking up at ungodly times, in shock. posted by dawn # 10:07 PM 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] replying to yantai my funny valentine home animal lives the republic from wikipedia, under the keyword search "biopower... Joyas Voladoras duck time a certain violence superbowl [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

Saturday, February 16, 2008

sleeping animals

saturday is recharging. i slept well for the first time in a long time, this afternoon. i am morally against naps, but i was bone-tired from fractured sleep this whole week. in the morning i had a nightmare that i had to take an a math exam, in my dream i was seized by panic because it didn't make sense to have to take an a math exam, when was i even registered for an a math exam. i woke up, and went to the public service center, to get work done. i feel like a bloody bureaucrat, i told twyanquila. i also suddenly got scared tonight--by the drunk people next door, thank goodness they left for a frat party (ok now they're suddenly back, more drunk than ever) but my friends save me from myself, with stories about dogs and cats, crazy new york city chinese new year banquets and drunken chinese democrats. i've been reading, not a lot, but very meticulously. i am particularly struck by spinoza's formula for the interpretation of the scripture. i have new curtains in my room, and i want to step into the week calm, and i want to sleep well, not waking up at ungodly times, in shock.

posted by dawn # 10:07 PM

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