Monday, July 6, 2009

Last Friday

(I took this on my phone)
(Naoko at Beat)

Also,

Patience and patience! Hence -- that word was made
For brutes of burthen, not for birds of prey;
Preach it to mortals of a dust like thine, --
I am not of thine order.

That's from Manfred by Lord Byron, which I read for the first time this week. From now on I will recite this in my head to talk myself down whenever I start feeling so superior I get pissed off. Aspiring friends, please form an orderly line.

3 comments:

Whitney Turner said...

Turns out we have like 3 collections of Byron in our house. I never realized this until the day our dogs knocked a shelf off our bookshelf and ate 2 bibles and nothing else....
also, you never directly respond to my emails!

Tom said...

How does poetry get so rad.

Dude we gonna be chillin in 10 days.

WU TANG BETH AIN'T NOTHIN TO FUCK WIT

Whitney Turner said...

MORE ENTRIES!