Ξ August 25th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Words |
Safar
I walk in the clouds.
My horizon tinted dew.
Mirages are the myths,
My life has passed in vain
Looking for the true.
If a friend would ask me back
To the land of the sane,
I'd never leave the sands,
I'd never leave the track.
Thoughts stretch taut at night.
Desire is a light
That sparkles in the eye.
I am a mad song.
Like an echo, I fly.
-- Salman Masalha
From the BBC Comedy Guide : A Bit Of Fry And Laurie was a witty and sophisticated entertainment of consistent high quality, with an old-fashioned revue-type atmosphere and oddly 'British' sketches that rejoiced in literary turns of phrase and elaborate wordplay. The delicate innuendos, coupled with Fry's ability to suggest hidden meanings in everyday phrases, gave the impression that bubbling below the innocent surface were lewd undercurrents threatening to burst through, although they never did. To add to this mix, Hugh Laurie demonstrated his keyboard talents with parodies of musical genres.
Ξ August 25th, 2006 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |
The cherry trees bend over and are shedding,
On the old road where all that passed are dead,
Their petals, strewing the grass as for a wedding
This early May morn when there is none to wed.
-- Edward Thomas
