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From The Diary of a Snail
From The Diary of a Snail
26.08.14
Window today:
easy climbing, smooth ,
wet with rain, good traction,
but felt...high up...
Glad to get to other side.
27.08.14
Quiet day in shell, reading,
thinking and writing a little,
stopped in late.
28.08.14.
I made
delicious lettuce soup,
I read a little Spurgeon:
“Around the Wicket Gate.”
I have to agree when he says:
“Sometimes silence is better than speech.”
29.08.14.
Aching ganglia, dry radula,
sore foot , contracted.
No appetite for anything.
I felt a singular darkness grow within me.
30.08.14
Translated Hadrian’s “Animula, Vagula, Blandula”
just now. Used my own
helical verse-form.
Pleased with the result:
“My sole, my wandering foot,
Pale companion of my shell...
To what unknown garden
Will we go today
To sup sweet dew
And pass the time away?”
01.09.14.
Last night, under a hedge,
found a skull, went inside .
Thought it like a large shell.
Chewed a little of it for calcium,
very useful and tasty.
02.09.14.
Noticed new snail nearby.
Lovely neat spiral
and pretty mantle showing.
Really wanted to go over...
But too shy, too worried
about getting pregnant.
03.09.14
Rumination, lucubration,
involutional melancholy,
recursive, solipsistic.
Sometimes the path is not the way.
Sometimes the examined life
isn’t worth living.
04.09.14.
A real joy tonight:
looking back behind my shell
as I painted, with my lubrication,
an abstract in the moonlight.
Called it “Fulgence”,
signed it and left it there.
05.09.14.
Reading Grass today:
“From the Diary of a Snail”.
Disappointing,
mostly German politics.
No interesting snail facts;
but “resolute as a snail”
an excellent phrase!
06.09.14.
At the corner, a sexual encounter:
sudden, quite anonymous,
we interlocked for hours,
gripped by pleasures:
wave after wave.
Afterwards, sated,
I felt depraved... but happy!
07.09.14.
Some call me erudite,
sesquipedalian, dilatory,
living on a spiral stair
in a haunted cupola,
prey to fits, déjà vu,
and passing blackbirds.
Well, they’re right: that’s me.
08.09.14.
Wrote out my list
of favourite sayings:
“Learn to live in a spiral of uncertainty.”
“Contraction is a virtue.”
“Best foot forward, only foot.”
“Chew everything over.”
“Slow down.”
09.09.14.
Sudden dark:
stepped on, I think.
Shell broken, excruciating pain.
Dragged myself home under pot.
Last entry. For God’s sake, please
be careful where you tread.
I feel ...afraid.
Steve Bucknell. 10.09.14.
26.08.14
Window today:
easy climbing, smooth ,
wet with rain, good traction,
but felt...high up...
Glad to get to other side.
27.08.14
Quiet day in shell, reading,
thinking and writing a little,
stopped in late.
28.08.14.
I made
delicious lettuce soup,
I read a little Spurgeon:
“Around the Wicket Gate.”
I have to agree when he says:
“Sometimes silence is better than speech.”
29.08.14.
Aching ganglia, dry radula,
sore foot , contracted.
No appetite for anything.
I felt a singular darkness grow within me.
30.08.14
Translated Hadrian’s “Animula, Vagula, Blandula”
just now. Used my own
helical verse-form.
Pleased with the result:
“My sole, my wandering foot,
Pale companion of my shell...
To what unknown garden
Will we go today
To sup sweet dew
And pass the time away?”
01.09.14.
Last night, under a hedge,
found a skull, went inside .
Thought it like a large shell.
Chewed a little of it for calcium,
very useful and tasty.
02.09.14.
Noticed new snail nearby.
Lovely neat spiral
and pretty mantle showing.
Really wanted to go over...
But too shy, too worried
about getting pregnant.
03.09.14
Rumination, lucubration,
involutional melancholy,
recursive, solipsistic.
Sometimes the path is not the way.
Sometimes the examined life
isn’t worth living.
04.09.14.
A real joy tonight:
looking back behind my shell
as I painted, with my lubrication,
an abstract in the moonlight.
Called it “Fulgence”,
signed it and left it there.
05.09.14.
Reading Grass today:
“From the Diary of a Snail”.
Disappointing,
mostly German politics.
No interesting snail facts;
but “resolute as a snail”
an excellent phrase!
06.09.14.
At the corner, a sexual encounter:
sudden, quite anonymous,
we interlocked for hours,
gripped by pleasures:
wave after wave.
Afterwards, sated,
I felt depraved... but happy!
07.09.14.
Some call me erudite,
sesquipedalian, dilatory,
living on a spiral stair
in a haunted cupola,
prey to fits, déjà vu,
and passing blackbirds.
Well, they’re right: that’s me.
08.09.14.
Wrote out my list
of favourite sayings:
“Learn to live in a spiral of uncertainty.”
“Contraction is a virtue.”
“Best foot forward, only foot.”
“Chew everything over.”
“Slow down.”
09.09.14.
Sudden dark:
stepped on, I think.
Shell broken, excruciating pain.
Dragged myself home under pot.
Last entry. For God’s sake, please
be careful where you tread.
I feel ...afraid.
Steve Bucknell. 10.09.14.
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from my own shell,
living close to the Hadrian's villa,
I can tell:
Darkness is just a rotating game, everyday it comes and goes
For calcium drink my water
What does it mean to be depravated?
Be erudite if you want,
but never to be afraid!
Even if god doesn't exist and you feel to be a snail on ground of France.
Steve Bucknell club has replied to Giorgio BreeSteve Bucknell club has replied to Cheryl Beal clubThis one is a girlsnail after my very own heart. And she's right: sometimes the examined life is not worth living. Not really... And as for living in a spiral of uncertainty...well, I would have liked to meet her and compare notes. Pity she's been just crushed...:-(
Steve Bucknell club has replied to dolores666 clubI carefully read your diary.
I sincerely hope you “go today to sup sweet dew” and “resolute as a snail” be happy!!
Steve Bucknell club has replied to J.Garcia clubShell cracked..
not broken. Begin to think,
with care, I may keep on.
Crawled to the skull:
for food and protection.
hope to repair.
Felt better today.
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