Philadelphia, PA [16 Nov 2009|11:34am] urban_decay [rhodamine] Please Clean and Repair Me... post comment

Philadelphia, PA [16 Nov 2009|11:34am] futurecity [rhodamine] Please Clean and Repair Me... post comment

Philadelphia, PA [16 Nov 2009|11:33am] cityscapes [rhodamine] Please Clean and Repair Me... post comment

Call me a cynic... [16 Nov 2009|11:23am] inkwell_bkstr ...but when I read that an anonymous patron recently returned two high-school library books that were due back in 1958 (along with a $1000 money order!), my first thought was: Either this guy's trying to temporarily alleviate himself of the guilt over the dozens of dismembered bodies buried in his backyard, or having overdue library books was actually the worst thing he'd ever done in his life. Either way, I'd hate to have him as a dinner guest. post comment

Ноябрь [16 Nov 2009|06:03pm] igor_gromov Сумерки 16 comments|post comment

Book News, In Brief [16 Nov 2009|09:45am] inkwell_bkstr Good news for Goodwill: Your free-standing bookstore is the only bookstore making any money. Bad news for Goodwill: Y'all are beggars, and where's the pride in that? Bad News for Borders: The economists at The Motley Fool think you're going to go the same route as Circuit City. Good news for Borders: My brother who doesn't read thinks you're rad. Clip and save: A wallet-sized cheat-sheet listing the many lies and mistakes found in Sarah Palin's soon-to-be bestseller, Going Rogue. Now you're really gonna be a blast to have at parties. A nose always knows: "The complex perfume of aging books" has been broken down into its "component chemicals" by research scientists who hope this can be used to help with preservation and restoration. I only care cuz it'll make me money: When Stephenie Meyer was on Oprah last week, a gaggle of giggling schoolgirls asked if there would be a fifth book in the Twilight series. While the answer was originally "cut for time," Meyer's response has since shown up online. post comment

Saint Petersburg, Russia [16 Nov 2009|02:18pm] cityscapes [yaglis] post comment

Зима... [16 Nov 2009|12:30pm] igor_gromov Вид с Троицкого моста 5 comments|post comment

[16 Nov 2009|11:15am] urban_decay [dmmuzalev] 4 comments|post comment

why do i have this again [16 Nov 2009|02:36am] merzbunny Since I've started using Facebook, I have received invites from: *A friend of my cousin's wife whom I think I have met once, if that *A 60-ish second cousin I barely know *Someone going by the name of "Estee Louder" who is either a single French hipster or a sort of nebulous collective thereof All three are currently in limbo, the first two because it's awkward and I don't want to explicitly turn them down, the latter because I am slightly intimidated by cool French people and my updates are excruciatingly boring. Like, even more boring than my Livejournal. More boring than my Twitter. Possibly more boring than my actual life. At least it's cut down on the creepily intrusive "how the FUCK did you know that?!" friend suggestions- I'm not getting stuff like ILX posters whom I have no contact with, or LJ friends who I have no contact with through any channels I have authorized Facebook to look at. That shit was weirding me out. 1 comment|post comment

Traditions, love, and bees [16 Nov 2009|02:18am] merzbunny post comment

Stony Town [15 Nov 2009|11:05pm] greatpoets [orange_fell] Stony Town John Shaw Neilson If ever I go to Stony Town, I'll go as to a fair, With bells and men and a dance-girl with the heat-wave in her hair: I'll ask the birds that live in the road; for I dream (though it may not be) That the eldest song was a forest thought, and the singer was a tree. Oh, Stony Town is a hard town! It buys and sells and buys: It will not pity the plights of youth or any love in the eyes: No curve they follow in Stony Town; but the straight line and the square: - And the girl shall dance them a royal dance, like a blue wren at his prayer. Oh, Stony Town is a hard town! It sells and buys and sells: - Merry men I will take with me, and seven and twenty bells: The bells will laugh and the men will laugh, and the girl shall shine so fair With the scent of love and cinnamon shaken out of her hair. Her skirts shall be of the gossamer, full thirty inches high; And her lips shall move as the flowers move to see the winds go by: The men will laugh, and the bells will laugh, to find the world so young; And the girl shall go as a velvet bird, with a quick step on her tongue. She shall cry aloud that a million moons for a lover is not long, And her mouth shall be as the green honey of the honey-eater's song: - If ever I go to Stony Town, I'll go as to a fair, And the girl shall shake with the cinnamon and the heat-wave in her hair. 2 comments|post comment

Quotes from Burned by Ellen Hopkins [16 Nov 2009|12:45am] literaryquotes [himnskin] "I began to view the world at large through borrowed eyes, eyes more like those I wanted to own." "In my view having babies was supposed to be something beautiful, not a duty. Something incredible, not role-playing. Bringing new life into this dying world, promising hope for a sane tomorrow. As I saw it, any expectation of sanity rested in a woman's womb." "It wasn't like my life had changed at all, and maybe that was part of the problem. Because something inside me was different. Shifting, like a tide or sand dune. That something was growing, stretching, taking shape beneath my skin. And I wondered if very soon it might blow me apart at the seams." post comment

William Carlos Williams, "A Love Song" [15 Nov 2009|10:31pm] greatpoets [harktislark] What have I to say to you When we shall meet? Yet— I lie here thinking of you. The stain of love Is upon the world. Yellow, yellow, yellow, It eats into the leaves, Smears with saffron The horned branches that lean Heavily Against a smooth purple sky. There is no light— Only a honey-thick stain That drips from leaf to leaf And limb to limb Spoiling the colours Of the whole world. I am alone. The weight of love Has buoyed me up Till my head Knocks against the sky. See me! My hair is dripping with nectar— Starlings carry it On their black wings. See, at last My arms and my hands Are lying idle. How can I tell If I shall ever love you again As I do now? 2 comments|post comment

The Philosopher | Sara Teasdale [17 Nov 2009|10:12am] greatpoets [psilocybelarvae] The Philosopher I saw him sitting in his door, Trembling as old men do; His house was old; his barn was old, And yet his eyes seemed new. His eyes had seen three times my years And kept a twinkle still, Though they had looked at birth and death And three graves on a hill. "I will sit down with you," I said, "And you will make me wise; Tell me how you have kept the joy Still burning in your eyes." Then like an old-time orator Impressively he rose; "I make the most of all that comes, The least of all that goes." The jingling rhythm of his words Echoes as old songs do, Yet this had kept his eyes alight Till he was ninety-two. - Sara Teasdale 1 comment|post comment

Jonathan Swift, "Thoughts on Various Subjects, Moral and Diverting" [15 Nov 2009|08:50pm] literaryquotes [neukpuppy] "When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him." post comment

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther [16 Nov 2009|03:32pm] literaryquotes [sassysnow] Indeed, I am nothing but a wanderer and a pilgrim on this earth ! And what more are you ? 1 comment|post comment

emmanuel levinas [15 Nov 2009|09:13pm] literaryquotes [cseresznie] for others, in spite of myself, from myself. autrement qu 'être. post comment

Water of Mars (mini review)... [15 Nov 2009|10:35pm] scrnwrtinghack [ mood | geeky ] I thought Doctor Who Water of Mars was not as good as Impossible Planet or the Satan Pit but much better than some of recent outings. Russell has been hit or miss a lot and these one offs are focused and longer than a normal episode it's missing the stuff from Season Two and Three and wallowing in Season Four too much. I don't know what it is with Russell's hate for the TARDIS but in more than a few episodes he's used it as the Getaway Car so to speak and while that may be good this time it was like the Fires of Pompeii but on Mars. And the running and the flashing to the crews names were getting grating to the point of I wanted to strangle someone. Yes, bikes. Lots of bikes. Please! I liked the end the most because for once the Doctor says f u f u and definitely f u to the entire: Thou Shall Not F Up History and the people he saved are pissed at him to the point of the Captain doing the right thing and only in a Brit TV Show, only in a Brit TV Show would she have done that. Christmas cannot come fast 'nuf... post comment

The Two by Yevgeny Yevtushenko. [15 Nov 2009|10:13pm] greatpoets [leda_swanson]      Two people loving each other make a rebellion of two.   It is a thundering whisper breaking abuses through.      Two lovers in hay, or woodbine, make God Almighty's light,   it is like a waltzing ball of innumerous threads of life.      Two people adoring each other resemble two orphan kids   that cling to the skirt of beauty like puppies reaching for feeds.      They are a sort of skin-readers and linguists of human eyes.   To understand the tremors they don't need any advice.      The bed-sheets they've crumbled they value more than anything else.   The names that they whisper are greater than any of greatest names.      It is a serious menace, conspiracy, biggest of all. It is a rebellion of body   against separation from soul. It is uncontrollable, and it's      like two kingdoms, or two nations merged voluntarily   without declaring a war. Staring like freaks and sneering,      the crowd have got a good mind to wait for severe punishment   for love is said to be blind. But would it be worth getting married      if we were to decide to cure ourselves from happiness,   the pleasure of being blind? If blindness is laughed at squeamishly,      then, I imagine, the world can perish from an explosion,   and rise from a whispered word. (Translated from the Russian by Alec Vagapov)    post comment

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