Sunday, February 3, 2008

his absence was everywhere

Sunday, February 3, 2008

"The mirror by the door was not a mirror by the door, it was an altar where he stood for only a moment to put on his cap before going out. The red rocking chair was a rocking of his own hips as he sat in the kitchen… His absence was everywhere, stinging everything, giving the furnishings primary colors, sharp outlines to the corners of rooms and gold light to the dust collecting on table tops. When he was there he pulled everything toward himself. Not only her eyes and all her senses but also inanimate things seemed to exist because of him, backdrops to his presence." (Toni Morrison, Sula, 1973)

honey, i miss you so much.

5 comments:

Daddo said...

I miss the laughter and never ending movie analysis.

Angeli said...

i miss everything.

ninaparton said...

so when are we gonna see the elusive "D"?

Dai Ning Li said...

ka-bitin mga pics ah, asar =(

Angeli said...

my boyfriend wants to maintain a certain air of mystery around him. :)

 
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