Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Smile

Smile, laugh, curtsey…
Play and pray
that William James
and Sylvan Tomkins
were right.
Dance little doll.
Become by being.
Learn the role
by playing it.

My joy when with good friends is entirely genuine. I may whine like mad in my blog, but when I'm with my most beloved friends I am happy as can be. Still, there are other times I feel for Pagliacci...
Vesti La Guibba.

4 Comments:

Blogger Sara said...

Someone's been a busy little bee... beautiful works, all of them. Keep pouring it out.
For the first time, I actually took a moment to look over your entire blog (I'm always hoping my readers will do so). You're blonde! I wouldn't have expected a blonde to be naturally poetic... I suupose I've been proven wrong. ;)

3:54 PM  
Blogger TwistedNoggin said...

One thing I love about the internet... people must face my words before my face. I get so sick of being sized up based on surface crap.

6:01 PM  
Blogger TwistedNoggin said...

That's what "audience" was about, the being sized up by surface crap thing.

6:02 PM  
Blogger Sara said...

Amen. :)

3:01 PM  

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