Category Archives: Urban

19-Nose

Summertime

View from front yard of Willow Glen Community Center

It is a long time since my last visit,” said Dumbledore, peering down his crooked nose at Uncle Vernon. “I must say, your agapanthus are flourishing.

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by J.K.Rowling

11-Farm

Journey

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired.”

Shakespeare, in the opening of Sonnet 27

09-Doll

Dystopia

But old Dim, as soon as he’d slooshied this dollop of song like a lomtick of redhot meat plonked on your plate, let off one of his vulgarities which in this case was a lip-trump followed by a dog-howl followed by two fingers pronging twice at the air followed by a clowny guffaw.

Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess