“Yes, light, there is no other word for it.” —Samuel Beckett

“Yes, light, there is no other word for it.” —Samuel Beckett

Monday, January 2, 2012

January


















January: it was the most beautiful of words, she’d always felt, evoking leafless trees, eared grebes, and regret.


(Text: mostly mine, with a nod to Alexander Theroux)
Photo: Dennis Hopper, Billboard, Los Angeles