Posts Tagged ‘love’
A hundred years ago a clock stopped and its hands show the same hour and minute to the city forever. In the back of a stone house there is a crack in the window and a plaque beneath it reads the hour and minute of the damage. The moment you fall in love. They say [...]
Have you ever met an old ex-pat in a foreign country, a refugee of lost love and a prospector of new chases? I am trying new forms. I am thinking of dropping computer type for handwriting. I am going to work on this for the next few episodes, and see where it goes.
I have not yet learned to sleep through the call to prayer
by Secret Vespers on January 7, 2011 at 7:53 amI have not yet learned how to sleep through the call to prayer. It carries over the rooftops, ten thousand loudspeakers just out of sync, a rondo of monophonic voices that sweeps me into the seventh century. The call is both far and close; it is, like the Southern Cross, a whisper from another time. [...]
Have you ever fallen out of love? Did it come suddenly, inexplicably, or did it sneak up on you? Were you out of love for a long time before even realizing?
I haven’t been able to write. I have ideas, ideas are never the problem. Rather, ideas are exactly the problem: they keep me awake at night, sabotage any attempt to capture them, turn against me on the page. So I printed my old stories and cut them into pieces. I shuffled the small ones and [...]
I don’t think much is certain about Saint Valentine, but my favourite story about him is that he passed notes to the jailor’s daughter. Either way, he got his head chopped off. Have you ever fallen improbably in love?


