Romantics
Johannes Brahms and Clara Schumann
by Lisel Mueller
The modern biographers worry
"how far it went," their tender friendship.
They wonder just what it means
when he writes he thinks of her constantly,
his guardian angel, beloved friend.
The modern biographers ask
the rude, irrelevant question
of our age, as if the event
of two bodies meshing together
establishes the degree of love,
forgetting how softly Eros walked
in the nineteenth century, how a hand
held overlong or a gaze anchored
in someone's eyes could unseat a heart,
and nuances of address not known
in our egalitarian language
could make the redolent air
tremble and shimmer with the heat
of possibility. Each time I hear
the Intermezzi, sad
and lavish in their tenderness,
I imagine the two of them
sitting in a garden
among late-blooming roses
and dark cascades of leaves,
letting the landscape speak for them,
leaving us nothing to overhear.
Johannes Brahms and Clara Schumann
by Lisel Mueller
The modern biographers worry
"how far it went," their tender friendship.
They wonder just what it means
when he writes he thinks of her constantly,
his guardian angel, beloved friend.
The modern biographers ask
the rude, irrelevant question
of our age, as if the event
of two bodies meshing together
establishes the degree of love,
forgetting how softly Eros walked
in the nineteenth century, how a hand
held overlong or a gaze anchored
in someone's eyes could unseat a heart,
and nuances of address not known
in our egalitarian language
could make the redolent air
tremble and shimmer with the heat
of possibility. Each time I hear
the Intermezzi, sad
and lavish in their tenderness,
I imagine the two of them
sitting in a garden
among late-blooming roses
and dark cascades of leaves,
letting the landscape speak for them,
leaving us nothing to overhear.
from wed
I AM: lonely
I HAVE: cool tattoos
I WANT: to be happy and in love
I WISH: i could find someone
I HATE: people
I FEAR: loseing my house/being kicked out
I HEAR: a plane flying over
I SEARCH: for my soulmate
I WONDER: why people don't like me
I REGRET: not finshing HS
I LOVE: but no one loves back
I ACHE: in my chest from stress
I ALWAYS: fall in love with people who are just useing me
I AM NOT: going to let myself be sad.
I DANCE: when no one is home
I SING: all the time but i have a bad voice
I CRY: more then i should
I AM NOT ALWAYS: easy to get along with
I WRITE: but can't spell
I WIN: never
I LOSE: my keys all the time
I CONFUSE: myself
I NEED: a partner in life. (me 2)
I SHOULD: clean the bathroom
x. YOU KEEP A DIARY:yes
x. YOU LIKE TO COOK: yes.
x. YOU HAVE A SECRET YOU HAVE NOT SHARED WITH ANYONE: OH yes
x. YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE: Yes but i still can't find someone to love me back
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THE WEIRDEST PERSON YOU KNOW: myself
THE LOUDEST PERSON YOU KNOW: jess
THE SEXIEST PERSON YOU KNOW: LiLMiSsMorBiD
THE CUTEST PERSON YOU KNOW: me
CLOSEST FRIEND: jess
THE PERSON THAT KNOWS THE MOST ABOUT YOU: jess
THE LAST IMAGE/THOUGHT YOU GO TO SLEEP WITH: thought : i was wishing i was in matts arms (internet friend i have never met in person)
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DO YOU...?
HAVE A CRUSH: lots
WANT TO GET MARRIED: NO
THINK YOURE A HEALTH FREAK: hell no
GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: my mom
LIKE THUNDERSTORMS: oh yes
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CURRENT
HAIR COLOR: brown/red
EYE COLOR: hazle
BIRTHPLACE: pontiac,MI
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FAVORITE
NUMBER: don't have one
COLOR: plum purple
DAY: friday
MONTH: augest when the leafs change
SONG: big news clutch
FOOD: nachos
SPORT: GO WINGS hocky
DRINK: pepsi
Top 5 (or 6 or 12) albums (in no particular order):
i don't have an answer
Name 7 things you hate:
1. stuppid people
2. when my truck doesn't start
3. reality tv
4. meatloaf
5. my dad for picking karen over me
6. being broke
7. being lonely