Saturday, September 23, 2006

I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth, -the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

Emily Dickinson

...And I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt
And I hope that I get old before I die

They Might Be Giants


Blogger bingo and betty said...

Excellent!!! So good to see you back!!!! Man I was all set to come looking for you. The Master is back in the house.

4:40 PM, September 24, 2006  
Blogger Margarida V said...

Excellent photos!!

2:39 PM, September 27, 2006  
Blogger bingo and betty said...

miss you!

10:18 AM, December 27, 2006  

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