The Blog of Augusta Tooth

I'm back or hence loathed melancholy.... (with all asides to John Milton)

The past few days disappeared too quickly.

I would like to escape into beautiful, extravagant things, but that really doesn't seem like a good option. The nightmare of unemployment. The nightmare of Katrina. This is not a very nice world. But then we knew that.

Where can we find the lime bowers that Coleridge alluded to? Or are the solutions to be found in Xanadu, in confessions of the opium eater--or is there too much English major in this post? Where can we forget--forget and be where we must be forever.

Augusta Tooth was going to be silly and salacious. But instead what is happening? What is happening to her adventures? What will make Augusta Tooth feel like doing things again?

Persephone is in Hades....where creativity reigns....but the shadows are dark....and all can feel lost. Is Hell other people? Perhaps in my next blog, we'll take a guided tour of Hell.

posted by Marie H @ 4:19 PM