(Disclaimer: while seemingly unrelated to leimay's rehearsal process, I felt this post belonged here, next to all the others)
There’s something so
tragically selfish
about writing—
To be kept away from the
distractions
of day to day,
Content with the isolation
needed to draw out what
lies beneath.
How arrogant
of one to think that
solitude could lead to
greatness! That the things…
ContinueAdded by Derek DiMartini on January 18, 2016 at 5:00am — No Comments
Something that I keep going back to during the borders creation process is T.S. Eliot's poetic work, "Four Quartets"
Added by Andrea Jones on January 4, 2016 at 9:00am — No Comments
Aviar row clanus un
briar clowman brutanite
xyalowayo gune zarrowmen
saracophonus ack lorrum
sunder bode wrek clune tao
amor ella bon gia flo risen
agga menna r ella etu bofey
omba chekka menna don
gunda zao fen ewwe len
graphon oh gunda chi valloway
shrinance eel ophan frenma
halloway dryscue lario
rander umprietta bel pro nassum
ephrennial khan jour nassa tek
honorennial benna…
ContinueAdded by Jeff M. Shortt on January 2, 2016 at 11:29pm — No Comments
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