Sunday, February 18, 2007

Please Enter

I have no idea what's behind this door, but it looks promising. Another portal, another dimension, another surprise.
I'm going.

Friday, February 16, 2007


Chris Van Allsburg
We are the music makers
And we are the dreamers of dreams
Wandering by lone sea-breakers
And sitting by desolate streams
World-losers and world-forsakers
On whom the pale moon gleams
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world forever, it seems.

Arthur O' Shaughnessy, 1884 

Monday, February 12, 2007


Big fat rhinestones. My favorite.

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Get your Specs

The Jazzrap library is now officially open. Whispering is aloud. No limits on reading or borrowing.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

The Captain

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloodied, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley
Illustration by Leonard Everett Fisher

Saturday, February 03, 2007


Moon on ivory.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Please Come In

K.Y. Craft
Help yourself to everything.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Rob Gonsalves. Poem: Sarah L. Thompson

imagine a night
. . . when -- listen! -- you can hear
a farmer play his fields to sleep,
a lullaby for leaf and stem
and dreaming root.