February 2012
“You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know that all your...
Lenox Aubade
by Paula Bohince
for Amy Clampitt
I grew my hair out in a depression. Let it knot into a forum for the birds in my thoughts, sparked into actuality in the wee dark. What wills them awake? An early sentry, then the rest beckoning? Coordinates rising when stars in the lifting night are falling. Letting them nest, I felt their joy ...
Macbeth: How does your patient, doctor?
Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she...
– William Shakespeare, Macbeth (via francine)
artist Huguette Caland is on Tumblr →
Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you...
– Janet Fitch (via atomos)