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lisbon by night
©Marta Tomé
6ª feira santa
Pagan dinner on Good Friday Friday, 6 April 2012 Venus day - Venus number (6) - Moon in Libra (ruled by Venus)
torre fantasma
Torres do Colombo, Lisboa © Marta Tomé
mártires
© Marta Tomé
lomo cascais
Cascais, Farol de Stª Marta © Marta Tomé
pure
Like everyone else in the house, she suffers from dreams. Pure, Andrew Miller
LXIX
ONE need not be a chamber to be haunted, One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. Emily Dickinson - LXIX -
light
May 2009
11-11-11
Putting out fires around me while waiting for a flame.
Isidora & William
William Blake, The Great Red Dragon and the Woman Clothed with Sun
Stygian
You have been carried for years on someone else's lips (you sound good on paper) with your island descent and abyss ascent and all the spectres forever loyal. I have not met you but know your women and tangled tales (I know far too many details) of you the shy ghost who never shows. We … Continue reading Stygian
185
"Faith" is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency. - Emily Dickinson -
Isidora & Promethea
Know that the scorched-black demons and the pristine, fluttering seraphs are in some sense naught but you yourself unpacked, unfolded in a higher space. Alan Moore, Promethea - Book 5
Sister Sarah
Our lives were full of bohemian friends with sketchbooks and cigarettes, orchestras, poetry, philosophy and science. A ton of leather cover books. We would get drunk on joie de vivre... and many a bottle of red wine. The more I learn about her mind and heart, the more I feel like Sarah Slean is a … Continue reading Sister Sarah
Isidora & The Garden of Forking Paths
You think you feel divided but you know the path you need to take. Still, there are all those reasons you recite to yourself to keep toddling along the road you know won't lead you anywhere you want to go, tangled in all the ties you should allow to go loose. Then those ties … Continue reading Isidora & The Garden of Forking Paths
15º 50′ Libra
Dear Saturn Return, Now we're on the same page and speaking the same language. Bring it on.
Isidora & Magdalena
I am currently writing a Gothic tale set somewhere in Eastern Europe, in a time before cars and electricity. My head has a handful of stories waiting in line for me to finish one so I can start the other. And even though they are waiting to be written, I can see them very clearly. … Continue reading Isidora & Magdalena
Hg
Me, the ever restless twins Fast as wings in Hermes’ heels You, Apollo’s racing car Know what is a cinnabar. From chemistry to alchemy Astrology, astronomy An orbit of the highest Eccentricity Coulomb interaction Semi-neurotic reaction To bad grammar and bad spelling That we both find so repelling. You know the capital of Nepal … Continue reading Hg
Isidora & Big Brother
From time to time I discover a dead master and feel a sudden urge to bring them to our present. I would take Oscar Wilde out for dinner and invite Stephen Fry. I would show heavy metal music to Beethoven. I would offer Birthday Letters to Sylvia Plath, gift-wrapped with a red bow. Being almost … Continue reading Isidora & Big Brother
old tales
Little Princess Little Princess, I declare There's nothing finer than your hair Its perfect waves and perfect length And how it seems to give you strength Little Princess, how you stare!, Into mine eyes I cannot bare As if once lost and by me found Your tiny feet swept off the ground Little Princess, do … Continue reading old tales
emerging self
Fidgety Fluttering Flickering
What Would Olivia Dunham Do?
Prior to writing this, I thought about the heroes I’ve had in the past and, apart from Disney’s Ariel, all the action characters that have inspired courage in my backbone and made me long for adventure were, I’m sorry to say, men. Until I met Olivia Dunham. I came across Fringe almost by accident and, … Continue reading What Would Olivia Dunham Do?
Isidora & empty chairs II
Empty chair What are you fishing for When no one's there?
