Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Head of umbrella

Finding is the first Act
The second, loss,
Third, Expedition for
The "Golden Fleece"

Fourth, no Discovery—
Fifth, no Crew—
Finally, no Golden Fleece—

Crumbling is not an instant's Act
A fundamental pause
Dilapidation's processes
Are organized Decays.

'Tis first a Cobweb on the Soul
A Cuticle of Dust
A Borer in the Axis
An Elemental Rust—

Ruin is formal—Devil's work
Consecutive and slow—
Fail in an instant, no man did
Slipping—is Crash's law.

- Emily Dickinson

In the gutters our stars decay.
- a line from a poem by Vasko Popa, Serbian poet, in trans.

Boddo discontent and heavy bleeding.

On the bright side, my lil niece was born on the very day that my other niece was getting married!
Oh wait. This means I'm growing old. Okso, Not a very bright side.
But my lil niece, doods, she will kick some serious ass with her blooming gorgeousity. and I could not get more shitty amreekan hipstery if I tried. Yo &c.
Honest, she is incredible looking. With haughty eyes. I mean, which 2-day old kid do you know with haughty eyes? I am in awe. I will cause grievous harm to boys who try to mess with her fifteen years later. Mind it.


Unknown said...

OMG! I am already terrified!

Poorna Banerjee said...

Mairi, Emily Dickinson diye shuru kore kikore tui ekhane ashish jani na baba.... On a brighter note, amar bon er boyesh 13 ar she is being pursued. I have already broken one nose. Of one class 12 e pora boy who was hitting on her. Trust me, you have to start early.

Anonymous said...

Yanna Rascala!

Tahole bolchhish je Pablo-r jobe chhele hobe, he can't hit on your haughty-eyes niece? Even if she's older than him (as she obviously will be)?

and Horrors, what if Pablo has a girl, and they hook up?

Or Panu does?

Poorna Banerjee said...

@ chu - Pablor chhele hote anek deri achhe. Ar amar chhele/meye hole se Peep er chhanake dekhbe, tar haughty-eyed neice ke na.