marginalia
is the Latin word for 'things in the margin', and refers to writing or decoration in the margins of a manuscript. I am exploring the edges and margins of our world through photographs and writing....from May 22, 2011...
I was too busy writing elsewhere to write here this time last year. So many words, so little time...
Roughly translated...
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Category Archives: music of the spheres
guarded state
It was 8o when I got back from my lunchtime stroll along the waterfront. It must be the school holidays or something, because hardly anyone was there. A small cadre of seagulls were braced like rugby forwards into the wind. … Continue reading
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home
Kate asked me about New Zealand literature, and that’s a bit of a stretch for me because I’m barely a tadpole in the huge pond of opinion about that subject. I’ve asked around about the best literature and poems, and … Continue reading
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anthems for boomers
At the Rolling Stones ‘A Bigger Bang’ concert here in Wellington, I was moved by the faces of the crowd. Most of them, myself included, were aging baby boomers – now more interested in drugs like viagra and botox than … Continue reading
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somewhere your fingerprints remain…
I was listening to Dire Straits at work today. There’s an irony there, no doubt about it. A lyric jumped out of one of the songs (One Every Street) at me: somewhere your fingerprints remain… I was intrigued and wondered … Continue reading
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song 6 from outer space
I was surprised today when a nagging voice from my past – you know who you are – emailed me at work to the effect of ‘here I am stuck in the gulag with nothing to make me laugh, and … Continue reading
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