Synchronicity, or, Life imitates Wallace Stevens
Monday, May 17th, 2004 12:06 pmThirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
XIV.
A guitar across the subway platform:
Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
A stranger sits down to my left:
winking from his tattooed calf,
a blackbird.
XIV.
A guitar across the subway platform:
Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
A stranger sits down to my left:
winking from his tattooed calf,
a blackbird.
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Date: Monday, May 17th, 2004 04:24 pm (UTC)I don't really take the T too much anymore, but I had a very visceral break from the world around me one day waiting for the Orange Line in Downtown Crossing.
So much so that the experience is still etched into me two years later.
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Date: Monday, May 17th, 2004 05:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Monday, May 17th, 2004 06:22 pm (UTC)