I've been thinking about nothing at all,
And this central thing, which isn't anything,
Is pleasant to me like the evening air,
Fresh in contrast to the hot summer days.
I've been thinking about nothing at all, and how lucky!
To think about nothing
Is to fully possess the soul.
To think about nothing
Is to inimately live
Life's ebb and flow...
"I've Been Thinking About Nothing At All," Fernando Pessoa
[Damen Avenue below Division Street]
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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- Ray Pride
- Chicago, Illinois, United States
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- sufficient reason for a horror
- an indecipherable cause
- under no obligation
- impaled upon a stern angelic stare
- anne carson lives in canada
- her body, portions of it, seem to become luminous ...
- when our minds tend to wander
- i've been thinking about nothing at all
- never have, i never have
- leave no trace
- snow and feather
- we were movie stars
- star
- happiness
- beauty convinces
- one morning last year i sat in an empty coffee shop
- direct people's eyes
- the prairie warms
- cross walk
- drops
- cross
- vulgarity is simply
- if the muse
- you wonder sometimes why
- making the complicated simple, awesomely simple
- the passing sky
- untranslatable song
- i saw three horses
- glass clara
- glass oscurata
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