http://slow.writerscafe.org/sophie The original writings of author Sophie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776047105 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 musing on architecture. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sophie/271184/ His hat raisinghigh the russian roof beamswith a rented piano in scantykeeps,though a heavy latchcannot know a rim.If we define the boundaryas the place from which webegin our presencing it seemsa stretching of each gorgedmorning, or that uncertain lighttrying on the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sophie/241615/ All men practise coping. Between them they manage to split the universe into two parts.On two hands, I have already counted what I need and put it aside.Once, we talked about how we would never talk about it - The way the only stars we see from earth are the dying ones, and how before .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sophie/219057/ 1. We are going to test footprints. What it feels like beneath our feet. Swimming. There is one breathing pattern. Bright, and full of white legs. We will love ourselves if nothing else insists.A delirious dandelion asks us to swap its yellow lungs for the ability to elope.Stu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sophie/217484/ in its briefest form, follows thus:The place we fell to, fall to, land in. It’s nearing noon andin the northern hemisphere the moon is falling to Earth. We’re walking ona dent it once– actually, it’sjust a crater obscured by scree. After all, a volcano is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sophie/214855/ In dreams we return to an acrostic evening Its evaporating its percolating of lungs Skies intentionally ambiguous The knowing of here as disabled as conversations with hands Full of lichen On humid nights faces lemon They all sit around a table at which no one will e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sophie/214851/