25 December 2005

Some times (Re-post)

As I sit here and listen to the sad songs of Maximilian Hecker, Teddy Bear Picnic, and the Radio Dept, my mind wanders to a different time. A different world. It blends past with present. Future with dream. Love with hate. And fact with fiction.I see something like Wharton's The Age of Innocence: we are unfulfilled and afluent.

Men retire to a smoking room after supper. Gloves, hats, and coats are collected and returned by servants on the ground level in the foyeur. We all load into carriages pulled by horses and tuck ourselves in while thinking of riding horses and summer houses in Rhode Island or the Virginias.

Love affairs happen in gardens. Kisses are stolen with closed mouths and nostrils full of sweet honeysuckle. Skirts conceal pain, and lockets keep secrets of wanting hearts and cursed unions.

Children laugh in the background. On the sidelines.

Business cards are left upon calling. Lunch dates can go horribly wrong.

The city is lovely in the winter.

Currently listening : Lesser Matters By Radio Dept Release date: 30 August, 2004

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