Posts in the “FASCINATIONS” category
New Skin For the Old Ceremony
by angeliska on April 19, 2004
As the ceremony lasted until past four in the morning, we were sadly unable to make our date for the rodeo,and ventured out into the swamp instead. An afternoon idyll under the branchesin the Crane Garden, a secret place V. foundbetween the (…)
Brou-ha-ha-ha-ha!
by angeliska on April 16, 2004
This week has been a veritable flurry of social obligations and events- I’m beginningto feel like a goddamn debutante, much against my will.It probably seems like life down here in the genteel South is nothin’ but a bunch of garden (…)
Playing Canasta in Cold Rooms
by angeliska on April 14, 2004
Well, actually – it’s gin-rummy, as I may be a little old lady with my stockings falling down, but canasta is a mystery to me. Someone said to me the other day, “Grandmas are just antique little girls.” Which I (…)
Eostre – little lambs eat ivy..
by angeliska on April 11, 2004
Spring has sprung, officially, in La Nouvelle Orleans-hatched the cache, popped the latch, and flown the coop!Apple blossom time has come and gone, my friends-and the japanese magnolias and peach trees havedropped their blooms and donned their lush green gowns..I (…)
Me ves y sufres
by angeliska on April 9, 2004
Violet and I drove out to Mississippi for a day-trip. Lovely to get out of the city for a spell.Rambling down the highway and through the pines, opening out onto the ocean and the sea-smell..The hills were dotted with wildflowers- (…)
"Oh, for the love of the crows!"
by angeliska on April 6, 2004
A GIFT – When I came home yesterday, I was disgruntled *see AN ACCIDENT below-and wheezing from the giant plumes of chartreuse-colored pollenwhich has settled on everything in sight- and causes everyone great discomfort.Imagine how quickly my malaise lifted when (…)
DADA AND ITS AFTERMATH
by angeliska on April 1, 2004
Ahoy, hoy, hoy me hearties-from atop the billowing wavesof a choppy sea- the ocean ofchaotic primordial ooze thathas become my world.But just like in those recurrentdreams I have, of tidal waves.Somehow I’m riding it, outrunning it,scanning the horizon for the (…)
A most unusual and rare relic from the goblin castle..
by angeliska on March 30, 2004
We survived the ball, which seemed to be a smashing (meant quite literally) success- with relatively few mishaps..I didn’t sleep for a few days, and my bones feel like baseball bats attacked them- but it’s done now, and pictures and (…)
Ghost Story
by angeliska on March 22, 2004
Tonight, walking back from dinner I asked my friend the magician if he wanted to see where I used to live. He was amenable, and so we made our way there to the tower surrounded by crepe myrtles to see (…)
(BREAKING UP IS HARD TO DO)
by angeliska on March 19, 2004
Why don’t you try to do without him? Why don’t you try to live alone? Do you really need his hands for your passion? Do you really need his heart for your throne? Do you need his labour for your (…)
