had i the heavens' embroidered cloths,
enwrought with golden and silver light, the blue and the dim and the dark cloths of night and light and the half-light, i would spread the cloths under your feet: but i, being poor, have only my dreams; i have spread my dreams under your feet; tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.

frayed.
 

 

others.
random collections of everything.

others.

blog 2004: minimal entries circa 2004.
blog 2005: entries for 2005.
blog 2006: not a bad year, but not a good year.

booklist: to read and read.