Sunday, July 4, 2010

spontaneous like kerouac
frustrations mount
let them boil over
on the skin of john
like water that scars
let me share
in the sufferings
of Christ on Calvary
let me have it
the thing i don't
know what i'm asking for

Saturday, July 3, 2010

The older girls were expert at building it into pompadours with ringlets at ear and nape. Sylvie crossed her legs at the ankles and read magazines. When she got sleepy she would go off to her room and take a nap, and come down to supper with her gorgeous hair rumpled and awry. Nothing could induce vanity in her.

Housekeeping
Marilynne Robinson