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27 January 2016
23 January 2016
22 January 2016
21 January 2016
Laughing Lhursday*
Dog poo DNA test launches in Barking . . .
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
From Moscow with Love
Youth is such wonderful a thing.
Isn't it a shame it's wasted on children?
Or why would I have made a clipping of this pic in the early 90s?
17 January 2016
16 January 2016
15 January 2016
My silent Friday
Forough Farrokhzad (1935-1967)
My silent Friday,My deserted Friday,My Friday: sad, like old abandoned lanes.My Friday:The cold day of ailing, idle thoughts,Moist day of long, evil bore,loaded with grief,grief for my faith, for my hope,Oh, my Friday, this renouncing day…Oh, this empty room,Oh, this gloomy house…These isolating walls from attacks of youth,These collapsing roofs on my slight daydream of light,In this place of lone, reflection and doubt,In this space of shade, text, image and sign.My life, like a mysterious river,streamed into those silent, deserted days,so calmly with a lot of pride.My life, like a mysterious river,Streamed into those empty, gloomy rooms,so calmly with a lot of pride.
Translation: Maryam Dilmaghani From the website Forough Farrokhzad The Sad Little Fairy
14 January 2016
08 January 2016
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