January 2009
coffee no. 146 →
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Cohen - “Owl Said”
Warpaint - “Billie Holiday”
Your Hand →
You,
Holding out your hand.
A gesture of giving,
And receiving.
Waiting.
Hoping.
Openness to what might
Come.
And then in
The light-streams
Run.
Sia - Breathe Me (Four Tet Remix)
original...
“The stars that spun above me as I hung my head out the window, were a warning...”
– Ryan Adams
Coeur de pirate - “à Mange ta ville”
...
the consistency →
The coin would spin to an elliptical curve; to dive in and out, over and over again. James’ fate depended on its opaque presence. He knew, the coin didn’t.
“Where there is light, there is life”. Anne scaled the cavern range following the faint glimmer that pulled her. Anne was blind, the light wasn’t.
The frills of human disdain
Are laced around my clavicle
Their brutal grace drinking in
The light spewed from sunrise
— Tara Violet Niami
Enlightenment →
Enlightenment comes
And dissolves again,
Like Lluvia
Upon the skin,
Or snowdrops
Virgin.
Enlightenment
Brushes
Against my lips.
I taste her
Sweat, and saltiness.
I hear her
Flower’s…
Autolux - “Capital Kind of Strain”
Phoenix - “If I Ever Feel Better”
Sarah McLachlan - “Elsewhere”
one of...
Easy Star All Stars - “Karma Police (Radiohead...
MGMT - “Kids (Soulwax Remix)”
MGMT - “Love Always Remains”
a song about music →
They say love can really hurt, I’ve felt that also.
i know now,
it can feel sweet, everyday, and intimate
with the right people.
Kuroma - “In New York, Everything Is Tropical”
...
Andrew Bird - “Tenuousness”
Coeur de Pirate - “C’était Salement...
Comme des enfants - “Cœur De Pirate”
today was the most significant day of my life
thank you.
Cut Copy - “Lights And Music (Moulinex...
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply,...”
– One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
A Madrona’s bark →
A Madrona’s bark sheds off, in mis-shaped, misshapen, torn layers, upon the edge of a tender trunk. This paper I write upon is like a bark. These words a peeling of what I wish to say, an attempt to…
every conversation we have these days seems littered with imperitive verbs and when we walk to the places where we used to go we’re scuffing our heels on the curbs every journey we take ends with screaming of brakes and screaming of mouths til i’m in the back seat and every time i slump myself out of the door i’m tripping admitting defeat
— Eleanor Hardwick
We're All Gonna Die. →
100 meters of existence
“This image is 100 meters long, there are 178 people in this picture…” by Simon Hoegsberg
Drifting →
Like a piece of Ivy circulating around a tree,
Climbing higher and higher, to reach the sky so free,
How do I explain that one You interweaves
Into the next you; that this Love is as particular
Even…
on words… →
The words spin out like yarns upon needles,
All your thoughts transferred to mine
Conversations back and forth and back again,
Create a small pair of booties, then a hat,
Then a scarf, finally until…