so I took down her tattered journal of quotes, to share this with you

Half the fun of the travel is the esthetic of lostness. Not being able to put Picadilly together with Regent Street or relate Hyde
Park to distant Charing Cross,
that is deliciousness.
To go down the Spanish Steps in Rome and

-Vanish.
To go out in Paris midnight crowds and wonder why you love it so, as
texture after texture drifts by and you wish you could walk forever...

familiar junction/beggars galore/avert eyes/ignore ignore

oh,
wretched double-tap,
single handpress leaves a faint map I don't want to travel
a broken fate line and couple hundred sweaty whorls,

quick, eyes assume gaze at 'bottom of car floor',
(which needs a good vacuuming seems to me)
and daily 'aloof' act is begun once more.

a hurried knuckle-knock follows,
eyes have consulted the lit-up signal,
'n bare feet sense
failed motorbike kickstarts gain momentum
with suzuki revs resonating across
their asphalt home.

so stubborn,
traffic-weathered
all of me
doesn't budge
an inch.

as it's hand-shadow fades out
in the sudden lurch of
gear one,
i realize
it was the smallest shadow i'd ever seen...

how poetry re-entered my life, and how its here to stay

Essentially I came upon e.e. cummings again..

love is a place
& through this place o
flove move
(with brightness of peace)
all places

yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds

-e.e. cummings No Thanks 58


and

pity this busy monster,manunkind,

not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim(death and life safely beyond)

plays with the bigness of his littleness
--electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountainrange;lenses extend

unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.

A world of made
is not a world of born--pity poor flesh

and trees,poor stars and stones,but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical
ultraomnipotence. We doctors know

a hopeless case if--listen:there's a hell
of a good universe next door;let's go

-ee cummings 1 x 1 [One Times One] XIV

This I can read for hours...if I had those hours...