This is not a new obsession
Absolutely not. The powerful recurring dream, the one in which K and I, naked, make love on a sanded wood floor, with the odd cushion covered in a fabric based on a De Morgan design, while a cellist, perhaps Casals, plays the sarabande from the fifth of Bach's cello suites, the one in C minor, is of no significance whatsoever.
Who is K you ask? I cannot tell you.
posted by Lovelorn Swain at 9:15 PM
4 Comments:
(Sorry for the bad english).
Hello there! Mr. Swain, right? Yesterday I was making a research about "les psychoses passionelles" and your blog came up. I haven´t stopped reading it since (still in the 2004 entries though). Your writing skills are really really good (maybe love and creativity really do come together, as you suggested). I´m 22 years old, so this may seem.. banal to you, but I guess I am in a similar situation - another reason your blog caught my eye - an unrequited love. I´m really looking forward to your new entries.
Henrik
You have not lost your talent for evoking powerful imagery. =)
How are things with you Lovelorn Swain?
Ça va, ça va. Mustn't grumble.
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