( via / lanny quarles on fb )

At The Crossroads.

"Bombardment

The town has opened to the sun.
Like a flat red lily with a million petals
She unfolds, she comes undone.

A sharp sky brushes upon
The myriad glittering chimney-tips
As she gently exhales to the sun.

Hurrying creatures run
Down the labyrinth of the sinister flower.
What is it they shun?

A dark bird falls from the sun.
It curves in a rush to the heart of the vast
Flower: the day has begun."

--D. H. Lawrence

Why Eartha Kitt Made the First Lady 'Cry'. (thx Melanie!)

"Amidst the almost universal wreck" --J Stanyan Bigg

Remembering: Saddam and Rowena.