ainsi sois-je
Sep. 2nd, 2006 02:36 amCurrently playing Notre-Dame de Paris and listening to the Les Cloches song. Very relaxing.
Work week over.
First assignment final draft now in. Second assignment must wait for redlines before I can rewrite it. I will put my feet up and not think about it for at least a day. (One can hope.)
Now I've got Mylene Farmer playing. Ainsi sois-je . . .
Just right for this point on a Friday evening when I'm about to head off, and feeling somewhere between tired and tired.
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I am Raftery the poet
I am Raftery the poet.
Full of hope and love.
My eyes without sight,
My mind without torment.
Going west on my journey
By the light of my heart,
Tired and weary
To the end of the road.
Behold me now
With my back to the wall.
Playing music
To empty pockets.
-- Anthony Raftery (translated by James Stephens)
Work week over.
First assignment final draft now in. Second assignment must wait for redlines before I can rewrite it. I will put my feet up and not think about it for at least a day. (One can hope.)
Now I've got Mylene Farmer playing. Ainsi sois-je . . .
Just right for this point on a Friday evening when I'm about to head off, and feeling somewhere between tired and tired.
---
I am Raftery the poet
I am Raftery the poet.
Full of hope and love.
My eyes without sight,
My mind without torment.
Going west on my journey
By the light of my heart,
Tired and weary
To the end of the road.
Behold me now
With my back to the wall.
Playing music
To empty pockets.
-- Anthony Raftery (translated by James Stephens)