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Friday, March 9, 2012

Depart, Rilke

Mon amie, il faut que je parte.
Voulez-vous voir
l'endroit sur la carte?
C'est un point noir.

En moi, si la chose
bien me reussit,
ce sera un point rose
dans un vert pays.

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Recently I've been craving vast, green space - just a few acres and a small 500 sq ft cube house. A small contemporary home with 3/4 length of brick exterior, where the bricks are painted white with an imposed slightly corroded effect so the rusted red bricks with its burnt cracks reaching through - the other 1/4 of the home is made of glass. Inside are walls, painted red, lined with cobalt blue shelves of books and in the middle are two elongated couches facing each other with a small bench coffee table in the middle for cups of teas and french presses to rest on.

I would go there for the weekend and live on the couch thinking about how I should trim the overgrown lawn and space, pretending it was an english garden and I should let it fill.

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