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Wednesday, February 14, 2007

1:00am, 2/14/7













The one on the top left reads:

Wear a sweater to bed. You'll be cold when I dump you.








These weren't mine.








But the Parking Valentine was mine.










So was the dinosaur Valentine. It says*:

Roses are red
Dirt is brown
Be my Valentine
Or I'll frown.







*Not original. I think I read that in Walk Two Moons. Also, I copied the idea for clothespins from Sherry.

9 Comments:

Anonymous mith said...

What does the parking valentine say?

--mith

10:05 PM  
Blogger Lo said...

Red are the roses
Wet is the rain
Your love for me
Is not in vain.

(I think that's what Sal's response was.)

Agreed-- what *does* that parking valentine say?

10:38 PM  
Blogger Megan said...

A poem by Rumi:

When I am with you,
we stay up all night.

When you’re not here,
I can’t go to sleep.

Thank God for these two insomnias!
And the difference between them.



But my favorite poem by him is:

Come to the orchard in spring
There is light and wine
And Sweethearts
In the pomegranite flowers

If you do not come
These do not matter

It you do come
These do not matter

10:41 PM  
Blogger billo said...

Thanks for that Megan.

Now may one hear it still from afar,
words reach their goal , though sound and music fade.
Is it not still the tent of scattered stars
the high transfigured world that love has made?

--Goethe.

11:40 PM  
Blogger bobvis said...

I'd have gotten arrested for trying the valentine on the parking sign. Citation: Lovin' while brown.

5:29 AM  
Blogger Megan said...

Pretty girl, young man, old man, man with a gun...

7:16 AM  
Blogger Pandax said...

Those are fancy hearts. For a moment I thought they were cards to be sent to PostSecret.

I couldn't help notice that you drop your "0" in "07." I haven't seen that before.

10:57 AM  
Blogger jens said...

Not sleeping and old men, young men reminds me of this old song, sung, I think, by Nancy Sinatra:

Old man, young man
Preacher saying amen
Taking up collection
Playing on a bass drum
How come the city it never sleeps at night

Red cars, blue cars
Payment overdue cars
Cops with indigestion
Billionaires and some bums
How come the city it never sleeps at night
How come the city it never sleeps at night

Short girls, tall girls
Happy that theyre all girls
Walking with some nice man
Holding hands and then some
How come the city it never sleeps at night

Good guys, bad guys
Millionaires and show guys
Losers with their hands out
Patients begging breadcrumb
How come the city it never sleeps at night
The city it never sleeps at night

Long night, short night
Big hellos and goodbyes
Dreams of conversation
Not a single ho-hum
How come the city it never sleeps at night

Old man, young man
Preacher saying amen
Taking up collection
Playing on a bass drum
How come the city it never sleeps at night

It never sleeps at night

(googled for the lyrics...I MYSELF thought it was "pigeons begging breadcrumbs", but there is probably not much pigeon activity...at night)

11:27 AM  
Blogger Megan said...

I couldn't help notice that you drop your "0" in "07." I haven't seen that before.

I figured I only had ten years for that. Why not give that apostrophe a little extra to do?

6:29 PM  

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