"Quote Unquote" JK Rowling
“It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all—in which case, you fail by default.”
Why
Why?
So fascinated by what they do
What they say
What they mean
What they don't
Behind your back?
What are you
To them
Who are they
To you?
Why, so fascinated by titles
Titles that spell out
The work you do
Those silent nods
Of affirmation
Sickly stale status
Soaking you dry
Or are they
What you need
To get to work
Everyday?
Why?
So, disspelled
By her beauty
By the form of her
Simmering flame
Stuck next to you
In a photograph
That will wither
Thin
Faster than her
Firm breasts
Fast hips
Feasting thighs
Are you so sure
She is not eating you
While you eat her
Or it another hunger
Another need?
Naked
I like the sound
Of a naked cry
Of a newborn, gurgling
To make sense
I love the hiss
Of ripping breeze
Of the way
It rocks my crib
Of waves
Smooching the shore
Like Medusa's fury, curling up
Serpentine
To spend her last night
With the moon
Rumi, with Margarita
Just finished watching Margarita, With A Straw. Kalki Koechlin doesn't cease to amaze. But, was stuck to me was the last scene of the film—the protagonist chewing at the ends of her straw, checking out her date—herself in the mirror. Right then, words of Rumi washed across the screen:
"The wound is the place where the light enters you..."
If you let it.
Fidgety
The tie is tied too tight around the neck
The glue behind the bindi itches my forehead
My hair sticks to my scalp, as I comb it in place
All the plates, spoons, forks are
Stocked in the cutlery drawer
Color-coded, size-wise
Remaining utensils have
Been scrubbed dry
Few sit on the wooden shelf
Beside the sink
Dripping dry
The drawing board sits on my lap
Pencil is used to make faint outlines
Crayons are used to color within
Scribbles, strokes, splashes
All neatly tucked
Where they make sense
There is not an empty blotch
As I scribble my head
Into papyrus thin—
And emptiness perhaps
Is all that scratches, still
Love Story
Some lovers make babies, others build businesses, while most spin stories—stories in which they choose to live together.
Scott and Julie Stewart are one such couple that created a TV series Kate & Mim-Mim together. One day, they looked at their daughter Kate, and thought that a girl as whimsy and wild as her (in a good way) would make for a great cartoon character.
One fine day they put their ideas to work and a great show was born.
Listening to Scott and Julie talk about their creative journey together made me fall in love once again. Isn't it fascinating how love continues to spin its own story, regardless (or because?) of swipes, dates, and deletes?
Another great love story is how the #BrooklynBridge was born.
While work on the bridge was still in its early stages, Washington Roebling, its overseer, was paralyzed with decompression sickness, a workplace hazard. It left Roebling stranded to his apartment. His wife Emily Warren Roebling then became the written link between her husband and the engineers on the site.
I see this bridge everyday, as I chug along the N train, running parallel on the Manhattan Bridge. My eyes remain firmly fixed to my phone, as I swipe through the day's events. Today, I accidentally pulled out a page of history and found this story.
Be sure you swipe into its history too. Of course on Wikipedia:
Instagram Stops
The best part of my day is the walk I take from the subway to my house. I criss-cross through many roads, by-lanes, and sidewalks. I see many fire hydrants tied to the ends of each street. Dogs are sometimes tied to them, while their masters dash inside coffee-shops for a quick re-charge.
I also see doors, windows, porches of many shapes and size. But most of all, I see statues of little angels, lighting up littler gardens. I see how they sit content in the Edens constructed for them. My eye stops here and so do I. I see leaves, flowers, and grass laid out in front of me. I stare at blades of grass, and how it tilts rays of the evening sun as light passes gently through them. I take out my phone and angle it for a quick Instagram moment.