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fish. A vegetable.
One of Teju Cole’s takes on Flaubert’s Dictionary of Received Ideas In Place of Thought
Park Birds, I am pretty sure there is a “duck’s back” joke on the second one.
Get Drunk
…So as not to feel Time’s horrible burden that breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without ceasing.
But what with? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose. But get drunk.
Baudelaire trans M. Hamburger
Early Morning in the park.
They gave us six fishhooks
and two blankets embroidered with smallpox.
From Meeting the British by Paul Muldoon
one word to you, to
you and your children:
stay together
learn the flowers
go light
from For the Children by Gary Snyder
I am seeing a lot more kids chalking of late.
Continue reading
And the days are not full enough.
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
Not shaking the grass
Ezra Pound 💭
Flat fish, found on the path beside the pond at Victoria Park this morning. I wonder if it was caught by heron on River Clyde & dropped, or supplied by one of the folk who feed the herons?