So am just simplifying my life. I’m closing this blog down. Well, not really, just moving it back to my original tumblr. That’s aninafish.tumblr.com.
Toodles.
but i'm really here, if you're looking for me.
1 year ago
1 year ago
Whatever harm I may have done
In all my life in all your wide creation
If I cannot repair it
I beg you to repair it,
And then there are all the wounded
The poor the deaf the lonely and the old
Whom I have roughly dismissed
As if I were not one of them.
Where I have wronged them by it
And cannot make amends
I ask you
To comfort them to overflowing,
And where there are lives I may have withered around me,
Or lives of strangers far or near
That I’ve destroyed in blind complicity,
And if I cannot find them
Or have no way to serve them,
Remember them. I beg you to remember them
When winter is over
And all your unimaginable promises
Burst into song on death’s bare branches.
“A Short Testament” by Anne Porter, from Living Things. © Zoland Books.
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I was going to italicize lines for emphasis and realized that the whole poem would be italicized. Be my prayer, then.
Let’s kneel.
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1 year ago
and sings, and howls.
I can’t really tune people out, but hindi naman ako madamot sa music. Yay! Now lunch before I go back to work! [guppy mobile]
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1 year ago
nakayapak ako kung umibig.
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"Strange children should smile at each other and say, “Let’s play."
1 year ago
aaminin ko lang. mahal ko din naman talaga si george michael.
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1 year ago
the dogs are still off sunning themselves somewhere. [guppy mobile]
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