Sunday, 8 June 2014

Lazybones Sunday

So lazy* that I retreated back to iPhone photos (oh the quality); so lazy that I shall now forego my own words and instead paste the last two verses of Dylan Thomas' 'Now'... 

Now Say nay, So star fall, So the ball fail, So solve the mystic sun, the wife of light, The sun that leaps on petals through a nought, the come-a-cropper rider of the flower. Now Say nay A fig for The seal of fire, Death hairy-heeled and the tapped ghost in wood, We make me mystic as the arm of air, The two-a-vein, the foreskin, and the cloud.

*Lazy as in the artfully French notion of je ne sais quoi and etre parasseux. Ergo, much more acceptable, oui?


  1. Lazy MONDAY too :) Cool sweat

  2. Love your sweater! Lovely blog!