And that is all so long ago. Though when you forget
the last time: most likely it is not the last time.
And when dreams don’t come, when mastodons and minotaurs
curdle in the night-reaches and the bulls lie fallow
in dawn-sweats: sleep some more. Wait. Sleep on. And swim.
— Luke Davis, from “Totem Pole [Abandoned in a field near Yass]” (via aubade)
Her heart was exceptionally loud—not with love,
But with knowing. Knowing what to be afraid of.
— Rex Wilder, from “Séverine in Summer School” (via aubade)
I enjoyed hearing about faraway places. I had stocked up a whole store of these places, like a bear getting ready for hibernation. I’d close my eyes, and streets would materialize, rows of houses take shape. I could hear people’s voices, feel the gentle, steady rhythm of their lives, those people so distant, whom I’d probably never know.
— Pinball, 1973 (via harukimurakami)
Woke up in a winter wonderland this morning…
We haven’t had a winter to speak of so far, and just when I thought (and hoped!) it was going to be spring soon, this happens. Under normal circumstances I would be thrilled by this amount of snow, but now it’s just a reminder of how far away spring really is. Ah well, I’d better make the best of it and take Darwin for a long walk this afternoon.
Novak Djokovic has won the longest Grand Slam final in history to defend the men’s singles crown, downing Rafael Nadal 5-7, 6-4, 6-2, 6-7(5), 7-5. The Serbian came from 4-2 down in the fifth set to win in 5h 53min to defeat the Spaniard for the third straight Grand Slam final.
