i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
E.E.Cummings
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
E.E.Cummings
Читаю новую книгу, у которой есть все шансы стать одной из моих любимых.
“A few weeks ago Ragwa had grabbed my hand and pressed it to his wife’s belly. I felt the baby roll beneath her taut skin. I had never felt that before, never known, honestly, that such a thing happened. It echoed against my palm for a long time after. It was like putting my hand to the surface of the ocean and being able to feel a fish beneath.”
Lily King, “Euphoria”
“A few weeks ago Ragwa had grabbed my hand and pressed it to his wife’s belly. I felt the baby roll beneath her taut skin. I had never felt that before, never known, honestly, that such a thing happened. It echoed against my palm for a long time after. It was like putting my hand to the surface of the ocean and being able to feel a fish beneath.”
Lily King, “Euphoria”
Genetic sexual attraction
Jan. 29th, 2015 03:54 pmПрочла потрясающе интересную статью о феномене генетического сексуального влечения. Заодно узнала об Эффекте Вестермарка. Пойду почитаю еще.
http://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/2003/may/17/weekend7.weekend2
http://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/2003/may/17/weekend7.weekend2
«For The Sake O’ Somebody»
Jan. 1st, 2015 04:02 pmMy heart is sair - I dare na tell,
My heart is sair for Somebody;
I could wake a winter night
For the sake o’ Somebody.
O-hon! for Somebody!
O-hey! for Somebody!
I could range the world around,
For the sake o’ Somebody.
Ye Powers that smile on virtuous love,
O, sweetly smile on Somebody!
Frae ilka danger keep him free,
And send me safe my Somebody!
O-hon! for Somebody!
O-hey! for Somebody!
I wad do - what wad I not?
For the sake o’ Somebody.
© Robert Burns, 1794
My heart is sair for Somebody;
I could wake a winter night
For the sake o’ Somebody.
O-hon! for Somebody!
O-hey! for Somebody!
I could range the world around,
For the sake o’ Somebody.
Ye Powers that smile on virtuous love,
O, sweetly smile on Somebody!
Frae ilka danger keep him free,
And send me safe my Somebody!
O-hon! for Somebody!
O-hey! for Somebody!
I wad do - what wad I not?
For the sake o’ Somebody.
© Robert Burns, 1794
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Oct. 9th, 2014 04:09 pmздесь невероятная осень. постепенная, растянутая на месяцы. каждый день чуть-чуть иное все вокруг.
переменчивая. в течение одного дня может быть сначала так тепло, что на солнечной террасе кафе сидишь в одной футболке, а потом тучи затянут небо (они тут так быстро двигаются, они тут так низко висят), поднимется сильный ветер, будет гнать воду в канале и желтые листья в безумной пляске и пытаться сдуть тебя с велосипеда. потом хлынет ливень, который еще десять минут назад невозможно было предугадать, а через полчаса опять тишь да гладь.
переменчивая. в течение одного дня может быть сначала так тепло, что на солнечной террасе кафе сидишь в одной футболке, а потом тучи затянут небо (они тут так быстро двигаются, они тут так низко висят), поднимется сильный ветер, будет гнать воду в канале и желтые листья в безумной пляске и пытаться сдуть тебя с велосипеда. потом хлынет ливень, который еще десять минут назад невозможно было предугадать, а через полчаса опять тишь да гладь.