"The truth is that it doesn't really matter where you end up. The only thing that matters is that you're with people you love. Stop making a big deal out of it; just pick some place and go. Be with your friends, drink or don't, dance or not, and sometime in the night, for just one minute, take a moment and mark it. This is 2011. Here we go."



love this Vogue Germany editorial - Jacquelyn Jablonski by Sebastian Kim, July 2010




This is the solstice, the still point
of the sun, its cusp and midnight,
the year’s threshold
and unlocking, where the past
lets go of and becomes the future;
the place of caught breath, the door
of a vanished house left ajar.

Taking hands like children
lost in a six-dimensional
forest, we step across.
The walls of the house fold themselves down,
and the house turns
itself inside out, as a tulip does
in its last full-blown moment, and our candle
flares up and goes out, and the only common
sense that remains to us is touch,

as it will be, later, some other
century, when we will seem to each other
even less what we were.
But that trick is just to hold on
through all appearances; and so we do,
and yes, I know it’s you;
and that is what we will come to, sooner
or later, when it’s even darker
than it is now, when the snow is colder,
when it’s darkest and coldest
and candles are no longer any use to us
and the visibility is zero: Yes.
It’s still you. It’s still you.

from "Shapechangers in Winter", Margaret Atwood