Friday, August 5, 2011

Diary extract No 29
31 July 2011


Trapped by visiting relatives. Have decided to hide out in the kitchen. (The empty kitchen.) The house echoes so quietly, now that everything has gone and not even the ghosts remain. All but Alexandre who keeps fiddling with the doorknob, anxious for tomorrow. I have my suitcases out today, but I can only stare and stare. Rooted like a prairie plant in front of my wardrobe, wondering if there is a spell or charm I could recite to make my valises pack themselves. Forever promising myself this will be the last summer spent yearning for people. People in places only seen in photographs so worn from my fingertips across their faces, it makes me want to cry. 

Forests of Queen Anne's lace (not elderflower, though, no matter how hard I wish it) grow right along the seaside. Reminds me of afternoons sipping elderflower champagne with Luna, cool grass tickling our bare feet and Tigerlily skin warming in the sunshine. I keep seeing polar bears in my dreams, but it's summer, you see, and they are all melting away. Ice cracking from their fur, frozen puddles under my bare feet and where have I left my wellies? The bravest thing I've ever done was a success, you see (the Truest words are always spoken when you cry) but I'm left wading in the teardrops. 

15 comments:

Anonymous said...

If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?

elly said...

A tiny little house in Fromiee.

Keiko said...

"(the Truest words are always spoken when you cry) but I'm left wading in the teardrops."
*Le sigh...i had to catch by breath, your beautiful words took it away.

so glad i found your little corner on the web- it's magical!

Happy thoughts!
Keiko

Grace said...

Lovely.

Destynee said...

Elly, I so adore your words, always always always.

kinnery said...

The polar bears won't melt forever, my love. Enjoy the flowers until they're able to remain solid.

Grace & peace,
Kinnery xx

Carina said...

You take the most beautiful pictures. I do hope you feel better, your heart may always ache over those you miss, but I wish for you that is heals even a little.

xx Carina

Anjelica said...

Oh Elly, your words, always your words.

Anjelica xx
p.s your letter is coming soon!

Lumina said...

This is absolutely beautiful. <3 I don't know how to put it into words well, but this feels familiar somehow (as though the same or like things were happening to me, maybe). I hope that your wish will come true someday (or, rather, reading your writing makes me think that you have a wish, and if that's true then I hope that it will come true).

haze said...

Elly, you are truly magical in every other way.

Junaluska said...

"I keep seeing polar bears in my dreams, but it's summer, you see, and they are all melting away." This is absolutely breathtakingly beautiful. There is such power in words.

Rachel said...

Your words never fail to inspire & enchant me.

(A letter is coming your way soon.)

Anonymous said...

You have the most beautiful way of saying things. How do you do it?

elly said...

I don't. I really, really don't.

Jace said...

God, this was so beautiful.

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