innerfictions blog: March 2008

Thursday, 27 March 2008

Subway Inn - Red Dive

Subway Inn, 60th Street, New York. A dive bar, made all the better for being opposite Bloomingdale's. I thought there would be more bars like this in NYC. But no... mostly metrosexual cocktail lounges.

Wednesday, 26 March 2008

art think

At New York Metropolitan Museum of Art

Broad Channel

Jesusland

Rockaway

Monday, 24 March 2008

Coney Island

Coney Island, today.

Wednesday, 12 March 2008

Red indulgence

Shop windows around London

Sunday, 9 March 2008

Apocalypse

British Museum

One Art - Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

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