July 2011
163 posts
Hoodoo That Voodoo: Sonnet XVII →
hoodoothatvoodoo:
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks…
Nomadic Groups
“Hunting and gathering, following seasonally available wild plants and game, is by far the oldest human subsistence method. Nomadic groups make and sell textiles, deal in animals and pictures, and play music. These sedentary groups work in towns as scavengers and hangmen; elsewhere they are snake-charmers, tinkers, bag makers, and singers; they dance at feasts and tell fortunes. They play music...