march 17th, 2009, 7:43 pm

i began reading sylvia plath’s ariel today. it’s incredibly dense and difficult for me, but it’s amazing nonetheless.

my cotoneaster trees are shrouded in flowers.

so come on now; don’t make me cry
everything you say has water under it
...
gonna be a blank slate, gonna wear a white cape—don’t over-do it
the national, “slow show (demo)”

there are serious lessons about reality around here.