grace in a storm

There's a great line in a great poem by Langston Hughes that goes something like this: life ain't no crystal stair. I remind myself of this daily, as I continue to climb. The words on this blog are mine unless otherwise stated, and copyright © graceinastorm.tumblr.com.

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Petra Klos

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Misc.

And there you sit

in the miscellanea

of my life.

Once held so high

above others,

you were sure to fall.

You peer at me

from the jumble,

when I dare to look.

Amor vincit omnia

chants your ghost

from beyond the wall.

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Artwork by Kelly McKernan Animation by Dusum

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Photograph by Fan Ho, “Approaching Shadow 1954

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Suzanne Vega - Straight Lines (2011 Version)

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hard lines

            I'm the girl

with no past,        no future --

                 You

went looking,      found nothing --

 (pseudonym's a handy thing).

               Once,

I thought you'd found

             the complete body of work

(puny, malnourished thing that it was),

            and were horrified:

 such hard lines           on this waif

            who seems so soft.

                     But no --

nothing found, and        everything lost.

                 In the present:

    just this girl           who loves you.

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Chicago Timelapse Project, Windy City Nights II

By talented timelapse photographer, Max Wilson.

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South Side Girls

North Side girls know how to steer           clear of a boy like you. But I'm from the South Side. And down here, we don't drive the same.

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The Weepies - No Trouble (Audio)

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My self-imposed exile to the hinterlands continues, handily aided by that thing called robots.txt (which I apparently can’t remove from my account even when I try).  It occurred to me that it might be amusing to post a blog background image of a padded cell, to enhance the appearance of a madwoman ranting to herself.  (Ah, the things we do to remain creative... to fight that Demon Child, writer’s block... or to simply stay out of trouble.)

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Hans Georg Assmann

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Waiting Room... (or Room With a View).

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Green Day - 21 Guns (Cast Version)

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You live

between the welt of my stocking and the curve of my thigh.

You live

between the number in my call history and my refusal to dial it.

You live

between the wide open sky of our past and the scorched earth of our present.

In every brightness, every shadow every triumph, every failure every kindness, every brutality --

You live.

Between the "not today" and the "maybe tomorrow"

You live.

[quantum-errorizer]

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R.E.M. - Be Mine (Mike on the bus version)

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to be a bee

"Oh!" exclaimed the girl. "O is round," replied the mother.

"Hey!" prefaced the girl. "Hay is for horses," corrected the mother.

"Always be yourself, Gracie" encouraged the mom.

"Buzzz..."  replied the girl.