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Ad Infinitum: 27th Jan 2005
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View my complete profile. Seeing how all my other friends have got much nice. Thursday, January 27, 2005. Well, so i haven't been posting on my blog for a few days but then again, who the heck reads this anyways? Anyways, 2 am now. Just finished packing my table. if you count the stuff on my table strewn on my bed instead, i guess u could say i did a pretty darn good job . And i've finished reading Cloudstreet by Tim Winston. I highly recommend it. It's got everything! Tim Winton, Cloudstreet.
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Ad Infinitum: Migrant hostel
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View my complete profile. Poem: Immigrants at Central Station, 1951. Seeing how all my other friends have got much nice. Saturday, January 29, 2005. No one kept count. Of all the coming and goings -. In busloads from the station,. Sudden departures from adjoining blocks. That left us wondering. Who would be coming next. Each other out instinctively -. Like a homing pigeon. Circling to get its bearings;. Recognised by accents,. Partitioned off at night. By memories of hunger and hate. For over two years.
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Ad Infinitum: First Post Ever!
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View my complete profile. Saturday, January 22, 2005. Well, hello all. Welcome to my humble blog. Prepare to be dazzled with wonderment. Stupefied by phenomenomical randomness that would leave you wondering how so much rubbish can come from a single person. So let's hop off to business shall we? Alrightty. Hop this way please, quick as a bunny. Have nothing to say =p. See, dumb with wonderment! Yes, i know that was lame but pretty good for my first post yes? Well, off i go to do some. stuff.
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Ad Infinitum: January 2005
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View my complete profile. Poem: Immigrants at Central Station, 1951. Seeing how all my other friends have got much nice. Saturday, January 29, 2005. A post card sent by a friend. Since its arrival -. Warsaw: Panorama of the Old Town. He requests i show it. Red busses on a bridge. Emerging from a corner -. High-rise flats and something. Like a park borders. The river with its concrete pylons. The sky's the brightest shade. Warsaw, Old Town,. I never knew you. Except in the third person -. Half a world away.
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Ad Infinitum: Post Card
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View my complete profile. Poem: Immigrants at Central Station, 1951. Seeing how all my other friends have got much nice. Saturday, January 29, 2005. A post card sent by a friend. Since its arrival -. Warsaw: Panorama of the Old Town. He requests i show it. Red busses on a bridge. Emerging from a corner -. High-rise flats and something. Like a park borders. The river with its concrete pylons. The sky's the brightest shade. Warsaw, Old Town,. I never knew you. Except in the third person -. Half a world away.
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Ad Infinitum: What a man!
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View my complete profile. Seeing how all my other friends have got much nice. Sunday, January 23, 2005. I just love that apron! Posted by JD 2:47 AM.
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Ad Infinitum: Poem: Immigrants at Central Station, 1951
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View my complete profile. Seeing how all my other friends have got much nice. Saturday, January 29, 2005. Poem: Immigrants at Central Station, 1951. It was sad to hear. The train's whistle this morning. At the railway station. All night it had rained. The air was crowded. With a dampness that slowly. Sank into our thoughts -. But we ate it all:. The silence, the cold, the benevolence. Time waited anxiously with us. And space hemmed us. Like cattle bought for slaughter. With blankets and packed cases -.
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Ad Infinitum: Feliks Skrzynecki
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View my complete profile. Seeing how all my other friends have got much nice. Saturday, January 29, 2005. Kept pace only with the Joneses. Of his own mind's making -. Loved his garden like an only child,. Spent years walking its perimeter. From sunrise to sleep. Alert, brisk and silent,. He swept its paths. Ten times around the world. From cement, fingers with cracks. Like the sods he broke,. I often wondered how he existed. On five or six hours' sleep each night -. Why his arms didn't fall off. I forgot...
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Ad Infinitum: 23012005
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View my complete profile. Sunday, January 23, 2005. In this life and in the other. After all that happened. I tried to hate you. But I found out. And searching for answers. I found them in your arms. I came to realise why. I couldn't hate you. Because I loved you. Posted by JD 1:54 AM.