Sunday, July 8, 2012

“I have lost friends, some by death...others by sheer inability to cross the street.”
Virginia Woolf

 “All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.”
Virginia Woolf, Orlando 

 “Arrange whatever pieces come your way.”
Virginia Woolf

 “They went in and out of each other's minds without any effort.”
Virginia Woolf
i just want to be with my
glittery things
a jar of brightness
in a"room of my own"
every woman needs a room of her own
to paint for
herself
ideas and a way
in which she would like to walk
and twirl
and believe
it is tiring
bending and collecting things
sharp and dull
forced to sit in a room with
disappointing looks
and loud loud shrill
noises
but that is not what it
would be like in my space
not a trembling mass
of ungrace
and deep
creased brows
i do not know
how to smile where i sit
under soot
i wish i was a better kind
who can playfully turn dark
to light



“Lock up your libraries if you like, but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”
Virginia Woolf, A Room Of One's Own
 
  “I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.”
Virginia Woolf

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