January 2010
11 posts
poetry as tonic, #18
psychotherapy:
Aubade - Philip Larkin
I work all day, and get half-drunk at night. Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare. In time the curtain-edges will grow light. Till then I see what’s really always there: Unresting death, a whole day nearer now, Making all thought impossible but how And where and when I shall myself die. Arid interrogation: yet the dread Of dying, and being dead,...
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The Sartorialist →
it's so damn awkward being the third wheel.
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