a formal feeling comes--
The nerves sit ceremonious like tombs;
The stiff Heart questions--was it He that bore?
And yesterday--or centuries before?

The feet, mechanical, go round
A wooden way
Of ground, or air, or ought,
Regardless grown,
A quartz contentment, like a stone.

This is the hour of lead
Remembered if outlived,
As freezing persons recollect the snow--
First chill, then stupor, then the letting go.

Emily Dickinson
Lilypie Angel and Memorial tickers

Monday, December 07, 2009

I couldn't agree more (The 00's)

The '00s: Goodbye (at Last) to the Decade from Hell


Read more: http://www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,1942834,00.html?artId=1942834?contType=article?chn=us#ixzz0Z2SDQ8s3

Time Magazine has named the 00's: A Decade from Hell and i couldn't agree more!
except for meeting and marrying the love of life smack dab in the middle of the 00's
this decade was begin with 9/11 and ended with 01/26...
the day my beloved Milos was birthed and died.
making for one horrible decade!

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