Material Mom led me on to Pablo Neruda's Keeping Quiet. Lovely. My favourite lines:
if we could do nothing for once,
perhaps a great silence would
interrupt this sadness,
this never understanding ourselves
and threatening ourselves with death
On another note, my Whirpool refrigerator is yet to be repaired. Did I mention that its brand new?
perhaps a great silence would
interrupt this sadness,
this never understanding ourselves
and threatening ourselves with death
On another note, my Whirpool refrigerator is yet to be repaired. Did I mention that its brand new?
