i have two trinties in my window sill:
three obscure (living) women, two famous (dead) men,
one immortal whose words and presence permeate them all.
i reside somewhere in the middle of forces i do not understand;
it is a beautiful place to be.
Monday, January 26, 2009
trinity / beautiful places
Labels:
American girl,
auspices,
dance,
metaphysics,
next,
part 1,
part 3,
Russian girl
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