Saturday, February 6, 2010


This morning, before coffee, I found myself watching Bollywood dance sequences and the car chase in Bullitt. The delight of movement. The pause, the flurry, the growling mustang, the rotating wrist & hip, and then the roar of acceleration & the down stamp of feet on winged tilt of torso and eyes. Shiva dances everywhere, even in the heart of the machine.


HemlockMan said...

I agree.

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