Kisses

I'm not sure. Getting there, I think, but not quite? Ayudame!


Kisses

Buy the Standard
for fifty p.
Tuck it into your armpit
as the escalator
falls
into fluoro lights
and tiled walls.
Slide it down
to your lap as your
upper arms
fight
as - the upper arms
of Dreads
and a City boy.
Hold it loose
in your
glove
as the stairs
climb
past the bright lights
To the steps
To the street
To the sky stick it under your arm
past the park,
through the trees.
And when you pocket your key
and cock your hip to the left
and the door swings shut
and the newspaper thuds
and the small wheels squeak,
You slide your shoes off
at slow once.
Circle all the words
that wriggle,
then lift
and swirl
with dust motes wondering
by your hairs.
If the grey light kisses
a word, pull it down,
coax it into the white.
Watch it carefully,
with parted lips.
As the word
slips with caution
across the ice.
If the grey light kisses
a word, it is
ready for better
than a world of
Standards
and parks.



 

London and Latcho Drom,

Never mind the Superhigh Video, Superfast Jellyfish is awesome. Gorillaz are so excellent.

And so British, which is a very natural transition to our next topic: London!
Look, Paris got a whole Wednesday post devoted to it, so it stands to reason that London should get a lazy Sunday one, too.
Looondon.  Mmm, okay. I'm so excited. Obviously. I'd be a fool to not be.
Oh, I got sidetracked scrolling through my favorites to my London folder. So - Latcho Drom. Latcho Drom is this absolutely insanely gorgeous movie about, well, gypsies, basically. RottenTomatoes describes it as "The journey of the Romany people told through musicians and dancers of India, Egypt, Turkey, Romania, Hungary, Slovakia, France, and Spain."  This is an apt description...but it's just so much more colorful and expansive and really incredibly beautiful than that. Anyways, watch it. And until then watch this clip, and this other (fantastic) one, and then have a look-see at all these pictures of the ever groovy London.

The Enter button? What? Never heard of it.

Sans further adieu...London!

Hyde Park! Where I'll be living across the street from. Oh lucky days.

Neal's Yard! V. excited to visit it. Doesn't it look so great, almost garishly bright, so tall and rained on? I'm not being sarcastic...I dig this. Vair excited.

Hyde Park! Again! Lots of exclamation marks!

I'm going!

I'm going to explode. Ex...plode.

So. Ridiculously. Exciting. Oiiii.

Oh, and here's Emma Watson for the record, looking fabulous. She's a doll. Also so hot, also we totally love her. Oh, sorry, is my girl crush showing? Also British, which is how the freak we're going to tie that in. Picture from The NYTimes.

xxx and all that jazz darlings,

Tabby