| KHftCEA Appendix B R+K Archive pt 1 |
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KHftCEA Appendix B R+K Archive pt 1
perhaps, twenty years forward, there's a cafe waiting for us. perhaps, when we look back, we'll wonder why we ever parted. perhaps, though we have remembrances, we will never speak again. perhaps, says I, the future is unknowable. --r --- life goes on in cambridge, massachusetts, usa, earth -- grass grows, bananas rot, one runs out of tissues and cash. cats shed. -r --- Huh- did you ever stop and think what a beautiful medium e-mail would be for love-letters? It's so ephemeral, no ink on paper, just electrons hidden deep inside a machine... and the words aren't just written on a screen- they actually glow. --k --- I think I could go for pizza and beer right around soon... pizza slathered with sauce and cheese, so much that it's almost sliding off the crust, and beer, maybe Sam Adams?- straight from the fridge, a bottle that looks me right in the eyes and murmurs "drink me" in low sultry tones. --k --- A book of Verses underneath my Roof, Bottles Sam Adams, good pizza- and Thou, forsooth Beside me singing in my little room- Oh, my little room were Paradise enoof! --- Then there was an afternoon when she stood before the mirror finger-tracing the laugh lines around her mouth and trying to decide whether she was good-looking or not. She ended this deep perusal by tying a green ribbon in her hair. The green silk made a rippling whisper as she slid it into her hair- a whisper that could easily have been Hannah's chuckle. --Toni Morrison, "Sula" --- Kiss me and I'll kiss you back Love's something that's everywhere And I should write Baci's. --17 Jun 1995 --- My *taste* is superb- my *eyes* are exquisite..." "Don't Speak...Don't...Don't Speak...Don't- Speak.." --"Bullets Over Broadway" --- run away . with me . `o --- trombones blatt flutes go tweet I think that you're pretty neat tubas oomp trumpets blare one and one but still a pair bass drum booms strings go screech lots to learn and lots to teach --- Salvador Dali said "to be genius we must *play* at being geniuses" The guy was cracked in a lot of ways but I think he got this one just right. Being geniuses, being artists, being writers, being in love. He didn't say 'pretend', he said 'play', and I think that's an important difference: a sense of whimsy, of not taking things too seriously, of playing: that's what can make the difference between everything and nothing. --- |