English – Page 5 – Isidora Works

Nov 29, 2010Mar 1, 2018 M English, My Pen, [2010 - 2011] Isidora Masson

Isidora & Leslie Nielsen

Dr. Rumack: Can you fly this plane, and land it? Ted Striker: Surely you can't be serious. Dr. Rumack: I am serious... and don't call me Shirley. Dr. Rumack: You'd better tell the Captain we've got to land as soon as we can. This woman has to be gotten to a hospital. Elaine Dickinson: A … Continue reading Isidora & Leslie Nielsen

Nov 29, 2010Mar 1, 2018 M English, My Pen, Pen, [2010 - 2011] Isidora Masson

Isidora & Pirates

They came first for the Communists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for me … Continue reading Isidora & Pirates

Nov 28, 2010Mar 22, 2018 M Best Of, English, [2010 - 2011] Isidora Masson

Isidora & the colour purple

My mother loved the colour purple. It wasn't just her favourite colour, it was one of her favourite things. She loved purple & the outdoors. The smell of the sea. Camping. Bike riding. Her biggest passion was the visual arts and crafts (for which she had no formal training), though she worked for an American … Continue reading Isidora & the colour purple

Nov 10, 2010Mar 1, 2018 M English, [2010 - 2011] Isidora Masson

Isidora & the scientist

There is nothing cooler than growing up with a geek dad. I had heard of Douglas Adams and Alan Moore before Hollywood got hold of them and had long chats over books and the universe next to a huge office poster of Batman. Of course, when you have someone constantly trying to get you to … Continue reading Isidora & the scientist

Nov 4, 2010Mar 23, 2018 M Best Of, English, My Pen, Pen, [2010 - 2011] Isidora Masson

Isidora & The Boy Who Lived

In the longer-than-necessary The Order of the Phoenix, Harry asks Luna why are they the only ones who can see Thestrals, a species of skeleton-like winged horses that everyone else deems invisible. "They can only be seen by people who've seen death,” she replies. This little sentence sums up what I see as the special … Continue reading Isidora & The Boy Who Lived

Oct 26, 2010Mar 23, 2018 M English, My Pen, Pen, [2010 - 2011] Isidora Masson

Isidora & Characters

Paraphrasing some iconic author whose name I can’t remember speaking to the Paris Review, great characters are not photographs - they come to life from scratch. I do use sketches, drafts of portraits from the living, which I then try to mold and dress up according to their character potential. I’ll add wrinkles to their … Continue reading Isidora & Characters

Oct 11, 2010Feb 12, 2019 M English, My Pen, Pen, [2010 - 2011] Isidora Masson

Isidora & Prose

I am a painfully s l o w writer of prose and soaringwriterofverse. To my mind prose is convention & norm, poetry free form. In a poem, you can cut sentences in half wherever you wish and pile them up together in whatever shape you want You could never have that with prose.

Aug 30, 2010Feb 12, 2019 M English, My Pen, Pen, Verse, [2010 - 2011] Isidora Masson

Isidora’s Birth

Black phoenix born anew (hatches, hatches) orphan bird tries a flap and then two.

Apr 12, 2009Jul 17, 2018 M English, My Pen, Verse, [2008 - 2010] Night Bugs

it is quiet

it is quiet my love I do not float away at your sight at your words at your matter of gray it is rooted my love like the ancient cool stream your reflection so close to the one I have seen and they're crappy, my love these words and the rhymes as it's born in … Continue reading it is quiet

Jul 30, 2008Mar 1, 2018 M English, My Pen, Pen, Português, Verse, [2008 - 2010] Night Bugs

1.000

I will not love you for your grey and your blue when I have already loved one thousand like you (and my ears are full of such idle haughty words) I will not chase you down the road when it leads only to time wasted when your feet are not hasting in my direction (and … Continue reading 1.000

Jun 23, 2006Mar 1, 2018 M English, My Pen, Pen, Verse, [2004 - 2007] Eternal M

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how can you not when you do give in to what you thought wasn't there when it is dare.

Oct 14, 2004Mar 1, 2018 M English, My Pen, Pen, Verse, [2004 - 2007] Eternal M

lullaby

shut your ears to the screaming silence of the night let your eyes give in to all the weight in your soul and sleep. dream as if you had never woken up.