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Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Shadow by Robert Louis Stevenson
My Shadow
by
Robert Louis Stevenson
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an errant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
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Lake Erie,
polaroid 300,
polaroid photo,
self portrait,
shadow portrait,
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Wednesday, August 3, 2011
iphone alchemy
Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart - 09
by
Tristan Tzara
the fibres give in to your starry warmth a lamp is called green and sees carefully stepping into a season of fever the wind has swept the rivers' magic and i've perforated the nerve by the clear frozen lake has snapped the sabre but the dance round terrace tables shuts in the shock of the marble shudder new sober |
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Anna Pavlova,
CamWow,
iphone,
Surrealism,
Tristan Tzara
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
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- Darrelle Anne Centuori
- cleveland, ohio, United States
- "We drive into the future using only our rearview mirror." - Marshall McLuhan