posted by ttractor @ 2:41 PM
jolie laide
I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.
8 Comments:
extra, extra good.
Dr. S. has the right of it.
thanks! this is just more from my walk from office to subway yesterday.
em, you just like anything with "extra" in it!
It's rare that something moves me. But this moved me.
dag, then I will cop to what this was. It was a final flare for an ebbing relationship.
how do you know, ttractor?
ah, please, Dr S, I am leaking too much already. oh--I see--I mean this post was my final flare.
But I am so glad that the sun is brilliant, that tiny birds are hop hopping along the cut glass on top of the fence, because that means I have one less thing to struggle against.
okay, okay, I get it. Sorry that I was dense earlier. I kept trying to think, "Did she know that someone had left graffiti for her?" "Did she leave the graffiti for someone else?" I couldn't make sense of it, and so I figured that you were talking about someone else, which confused me all the more, because I thought maybe you were writing about knowing that someone else had written that for, um, someone else.
So, let's just say definitively and comprehensively, I'm sorry, and I wouldn't have asked you to leak anything.
I will post a happy graffiti-related post for you this evening. It will be for you. So just you wait. I have to earn my April 2 writing time with some actual scholarly work, but by midnight there will be something there, and it will be dedicated to you because I was thinking of your "look up!" "look down!" suggestions when I went out with my camera earlier.
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