Thursday, July 17, 2008

Tinderbed

feel fire silk
wash flavours of absinthe
along the path

burning smokey rose
cinders where we roll
and rock
and rock
till light, too light

the torches brush us
white
on white

7 Comments:

Blogger Chris Never said...

smooth and sensual



absinthe,great word, brings visions of opiate laced dreams *grin*

3:54 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

I've never tried it, but I was reading about it in For Whom the Bell Tolls, which I'm reading at the moment.

9:07 PM  
Blogger Chris Never said...

your reading Hemingway

Your so damn cerebral

I read fluff comparatively *grin*

3:00 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

I find now that I've studied literature and gotten used to reading those kind of writers it's quite hard for me to enjoy 'fluff.'

I still read fantasy and sci-fi. I can recommend Garth Nix's series: Keys of the Kingdom. They're excellent. Zac and I both loved them. We both also liked The Edge Chronicles.
I'm a big kid at heart. I love escapist fairytale stories.

One of the best lectures I ever sat through was on Hemmingway. He's not really my favourite style at all, but I do appreciate the quality of his writing.

Try an Australian writer, Peter Carey. He wrote Oscar and Lucinda. They made a movie of it, but the book is fantastic. He's a wonderful writer.

Hmm ... maybe I've mentioned him to you before ... :)

3:32 PM  
Blogger Chris Never said...

Not sure you have mentioned him to me, but I have heard plenty about him, I will have look-see .Probably time I stretched my brain a little and started reading some classics lol.

I'll let you know how it goes *grin*

3:49 PM  
Blogger Keros said...

you should visit the Hemmingway House in Key west

8:48 AM  
Blogger burning moon said...

heh, good photo. you look like that alien on the cover of that book Communion

3:08 PM  

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