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Must I?

WARNING

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me,
And I shall spend my pension
on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals,
and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,
And run my stick along the public railings,
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens,
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,
Or only bread and pickle for a week,
And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats
and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,
And pay our rent and not swear in the street,
And set a good example for the children.
We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me
are not too shocked and surprised,
When suddenly I am old
and start to wear purple!
Jenny Joseph,

May 7.1932 – January 8.2018

 

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What a beautiful book. Sо full of color.

I am glad I didn’t’ come across it before. Wouldn’t understood it then. I am now at perfect age, the right time to share the rage, disappointment with oneself’s wasted promise, the grief of getting old, of necessity to accept illness, deterioration. Death. The fierceness of resistance, of courage, of not giving in to the white room inside.

Read it – but when you’re ready.

 

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Интересная тема и отличная ветка в треде: горлопан из публики потребитель продукта и богатей из фарма-фирмы производитель его же.

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Achchhh-uuuu

On the other hand – you gotta forgive me, my brain doing its best, under the circs – which is: I am sick. Banal cold, first in season, and at the worst possible time (naturally).

Last week I returned home after trip to Vancouver. 6hrs on the plane (Manila-Vanc.-NY)->1/2hr Customs->1/2hr baggage->1/2hr Airtrain->1/2hr wait-1/2hr LIRR train->1/2hr subway. You know, conveniences of modern travel. Got home close to midnight, dropped bags and fell into bed. Woke up feeling funny; by Sunday morning had obstructed throat, blown sinuses and teary eyes.

And it lasted whole week. Right when I got back to 59 emails just from one client, +some from another, no crisis thanksgod, just normal end-of-year madness. And here I am: heavy lead behind my eyebrows, not a single constructive thought, just working down a box of Kleenex.

Astonished that with all this stupidity on display I actually got a year bonus in my paycheck! Although have no energy to spend it: today have been eating and sleeping non-stop. No gym: feel beaten up as if I already went, as it is. So – sorry for lack of interest here lately. I’m now going for second box of tissues, and a load of Swedish crime books…

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В этот день Ахуан-Скап мог по праву гордиться тем, что на него обращены глаза всего мира. Отношения между солнцем и луной достигли противоречия, называемого обыкновенно “затмением”. Задолго перед тем компетентные люди установили и объявили повсюду, что на этот раз затмение можно отлично наблюдать именно из Ахуан-Скапа, в силу чего затерянный полудикий город, преподнесший астрономам такое редкое лакомство, должен был отпраздновать свою пчелиную свадьбу, погрузясь затем снова в так громко потревоженное забвение. […]

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Floating party

Climbing up (or back, as our timeline demands) the stair, we plop right in the middle of breathtaking panorama

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Sway me more

[ as promised]

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