Expect a most agreeable letter, for not being overburdened with subject (having nothing at all to say), there shall be no
check to my genius from beginning to end.
--Jane Austen
how should another know your mind?
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me!
--Laurie Anderson
will he discern what quickens you?
Wednesday, March 31, 2010 @ 8:06 AM
To Kachalov's Dog
Sergei Esenin
Come, Jim, give me your paw for luck, I swear i've never seen one like it. Let's go, the two of us, and bark Up the moon when Nature's silent. Come, Jim, give me your pow for luck. Stop licking me, pet, and please do At least heed this advice i'm giving. Of life you havent got a clue, You do non realise life is worse living. You master's kind a man of note, And visitors his home are thronging, They all admire your velvet coat Which smilingly they love to fondle. You're devilish handsome for a dog, So charming, trusting, unsuspicious, Not asking if you may or not, Like a drunken pal, you plaster kises. Dear Jim, I know a great warety Of visions of all shorts call, But have you seen her here, the saddest And the least talkative of all? I'm sure she'll come here. In my absence Please catch her eye. Go kiss her hand for me, For all my real or fancied errors asking Forgiveness of her in humility.