Sunday, February 14, 2010

Glass Houses

What I miss, is the soundness of brick. The way it absorbs sound. Brick is warm.

Glass is breakable. 

Yes, surely they have designed shatterproof glass, but the sense the material omits is translucent.

voyeuristic obsessive narcissim

This is me in my house.

The hedge in Broken Flowers so plainly represents what Robert Frost once said of a fence in "Mending Wall."

Something there is
that doesn't love a wall




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