Monday, May 31, 2010

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Regret

(Drawing by Michele Zucca , Opera in Black )

Holy Veil of verbs

commas above explaining puffs

intra scratches terms of shadows

points and wells just

to Remeggio time fleshed

in vessels of mirrors motionless

Babel of Illusion

sven core

the welter of Enchantment .

s is disclosed in the white sail

the slope of r system.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Snowblower For Ranchking



I fish from the pile of stuff to read a bit ', because I have not yet written cmq over nothing.

"Imagine martial law and the lagoon in Piazza Duomo is improper from the standpoint of historiography and outdated in terms of policy." It could be summed up with this sentence taken from the afterword by Simon Sarasso almost everything there is to say about this book (given to me by Henry and Monica), but sites like this do not exist by virtue of the synthesis (which is not enough cmq).

volume sacrifices perhaps a bit 'too much of reality to the narrative demands. He does so aware of the limitations and potential of the medium, and then he does it well. But the rest of the pearls of the first coup in the Republican era (Success) is not easy, not without falling into the simplification of the adventure novel (on which the action is decisive, in fact, resolution) and there is no trace of this error, the conventions of comic adventure remains only the family melodrama.

Be clear about these limits, subject to their limits, already means that the work itself is remarkable. Rhythm, nice dialogues (military, you know them. Do not be the bird would know even with a GPS).

A true graphic novel. Were it not that we would not even get to discuss it. Me I'd got away with a note such as "shit is stuff is na" or with a pious silence.

But no, history, to the credibility of the political fiction of the situation or not (but just to say so, there is a lot more credibility in this story that in the apocalyptic from the box to which we are accustomed) is well thought out, without Pippette (everything is going premnesso told with flashbacks essential) sbrodolature it. No good feeling. Even when they make "good" characters do with complex motivations, are, in fact, most of the characters of the caricatures, without claiming to make people. People are different from what the characters would not be possible otherwise. People are real, the characters are significant mechanisms, logical objects. The attempt to treat the characters produced by people, for the most happy, and a little grotesque caricatures of 'inquitanti.

Here the error is not committed and is a well built

Ben, I said, the smears are also concessions to narrative requirements (such as the presence of a DIY pregnancy test in 69).

Just to add, be sure to read, run out to buy it, or pay fatevelo rubatelo.


A is an addition of duty tow

carrion, back in the sewers.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Denise Milani Full Image Sets

For you


Blonde and diva, diva
and naive,
naive and impudent. Cutting unforgettable
a profile,
teeth small and white, pink lips
.

neck scarf, bracelet tinkling:
six beautiful for the evening,
ready to challenge it as a race. Innocent
vanity
dressed in white, pink
,
red.
explosive, exaggerated, essentially
you.

"You have the feet of an athlete, Raffaella",
I said one morning. We chatted
sitting on the beds,
all in one room to share in the awakening,
lazy, slow, light, and covered in crumbs.
It said shit, we played;
it decreed the most useful inventions in history.
There was talk of the night before,
more than an hour and laughing in the dark, unable to fall asleep.
your bed suddenly bent like a wallet,
with you two in it.

Raffaella back straight, Raffaella
legs in tight jeans swoon, Raffaella
eyeshadow with glitter and a ponytail when it comes to staying on track, Raffaella
always cheerful, though sad, Raffaella
awkward and sexy, Raffaella
"I offer,"
Raffaella "and ja, Mariàààààààààà, Raffaella
sports and" sporting ", direct from the cover of Vogue.

Raffaella "Imagine to give a slap to the air "to teach me to spin on skates, a winter afternoon at home.

you this in my memory.

This is a pain,
this ruthless and purity of a disappointment,
disappointment of falling after a pirouette in the air.
The dream of a 'perfect performance
broken in an instant,
the most beautiful,
when you pick up the applause and move on.

short-lived butterfly.

But do not you want to postpone this pain,
indeed, does' not pretend that you have said nothing. Among
a bit 'I pass, I promise, I'm already
better.
not cry, I smile
on second thought,
and not get angry with life.
Do not worry, I'll still meet
the back straight and head high,
as you have taught us.
your steps, drawn by the gentle waves
on your shoes.