Taking Down the Tree - by Jane Kenyon - “Give me some light!” cries Hamlet’s uncle midway through the murder of Gonzago. “Light! Light!” cry scattering courtesans. Here, as in Denmark, it’s dark at four, and even the moon shines with only half a heart. The ornaments go down into the box: the silver spaniel, My Darling on its collar, from Mother’s childhood in Illinois; the balsa jumping jack my brother and I fought over, pulling limb from limb. Mother drew it together again with thread while I watched, feeling depraved at the age of ten. With something more than…
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December 28th, 2007 — ashtray, firewood, musings, poems, smoke, woods from Heather @ memory & desire
taking down the tree
December 28th, 2007 — , Perfume, ashtray, firewood, musings, poem, poems, smoke, woods from Heather @ memory & desire
Taking Down the Tree - by Jane Kenyon - “Give me some light!” cries Hamlet’s uncle midway through the murder of Gonzago. “Light! Light!” cry scattering courtesans. Here, as in Denmark, it’s dark at four, and even the moon shines with only half a heart….
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October 27th, 2007 — ashtray, cigarette, earth, musings, oakmoss, poems, tobacco, vetiver, woods from Heather @ memory & desire
As it turns out, the previous post on ashtray-smelling fragrances (that weren’t ashtray-like to me after all) wasn’t enough. I’ve been mucking about in the raw materials recently and I have discovered some real, for true, three day-old wet heaping ashtray elements among them: oakmoss, vetiver, guaiac wood, and tobacco absolute.
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October 26th, 2007 — , ashtray, cigarette, earth, musings, oakmoss, poems, tobacco, vetiver, woods from Heather @ memory & desire
Smoking - by Elton Glaser - I like the cool and heft of it, dull metal on the palm, And the click, the hiss, the spark fuming into flame, Boldface of fire, the rage and sway of it, raw blue at the base And a slope of gold, a touch to the packed tobacco…
eau d’ashtray
October 21st, 2007 — Leather, ashtray, cigarette, musings, poems, tobacco from Heather @ memory & desire
I do occasionally crave a cigarette, and in those moments, Billy Collins “The Best Cigarette” rolls through my mind as though it were written for me. But the feeling passes. Then I read Edwin Morgan’s “One Cigarette” and it switched on a light for me: the craving of a smell that under any other circumstances would be horrible. The cigarette breath of a longed-for lover, the smoke in the clothes of a family member who has recently passed away. These are aromas that have power over us in ways we cannot control.
eau d’ashtray
October 21st, 2007 — , Leather, ashtray, cigarette, musings, poems, tobacco from Heather @ memory & desire
The Best Cigarette - by Billy Collins - There are many that I miss having sent my last one out a car window sparking along the road one night, years ago. The heralded one, of course: after sex, the two glowing tips now the lights of a single ship; at t…