“The 1907 boom, eight going silver mines,
a dance floor built on springs—
all memory resolves itself in gaze,
in panoramic green you know the cattle eat
or two stacks high above the town,
two dead kilns, the huge mill in collapse
for fifty years that won’t fall finally down.”
—Richard Hugo #
Archive for November, 2009
“If you could, and it had no negative consequences, would you jump forward in time to the end of what you’re currently doing?”
Change everything so you can answer ‘no’ as often as possible. #
All hearts to the adjective “submarine.” From Jasperdo’s photostream. #
