a place to store all the little trinkets i find in my journey through the digital realms

me arriving at the 1917 screening @ 10:00 am, the theatre full of elderly people, in my dress with the lovely bell sleeves and my delicate gold necklace, dressed to the nines for mon chéri george mackay !

just one more reason to love inside llewyn davis... :0)

exposure - wilfred owen / 1917 - s. mendes + k. cairns

just thinking abt intertextuality.... many thoughts heart aching !

all quiet on the western front / easter monday / 1917

could write an entire essay regarding the mention of orchards in first world war literature + ideas about homesickness, the destruction of innocence, the nostalgia for childhood, as well as the hope for an eventual return to normalcy + a nurturing earth in which apple and cherry trees do indeed grow...

the clearing - jane kenyon / the wasteland - ts eliot