Some people only apologize to restore access, not to repair harm !

23:23 😴

love, presence, trust
three small moorings

in a hurried world

life kept simple,
kept real

not less fire in our chest—
only more air,
more sky

#poem #goodnight

🎨 s.h. van campen

I had that dream again

La Strada (1954)
Directed by Federico Fellini
Anthony Quinn & Giulietta Masina

To drill one hole after another into language until what is cowering behind, be it something or nothing, begins to leak out—I cannot imagine a greater goal for today's writer.

- #SamuelBeckett, letter to Axel Kaun (1937)

‘Eye Can’t Believe It’ by Dolce Paganne is beautiful yet terrifying! Eye am simply amazed!

#art #beautifulbizarre #dolcepaganne #popsurrealism #surrealart #figurativeart

Toad runs through a meadow, waving the kite over his head. From "The Kite" In *Days with Frog and Toad*

Toad ran back across the meadow. He waved the kite over his head. The kite went up in the air and then fell down with a thud.

“Which is what literature is: that I cannot read without pain, without choking on truth, everything Proust writes in his letters about sickness, courage, the death of his mother, his suffering, etc.”

— Roland Barthes, Mourning Diary

A bird looks down upon its shadow self

Years from now
someone will come upon a layer of birds
and not know what he is listening for

these are the days
when the beetles hurry through dry grass
hiding pieces of light they have stolen

W. S. Merwin, Early One Summer

Ph. Yamamoto Masao

We are not what we think we are. The stories we tell of ourselves are like thin trails across something that is more like the ocean. A mask afloat on the open sea.

~Alexander Chee

[Virginia Oldoini, Countess of Castiglione]

Zerzura, or "The Oasis of Little Birds," is a mythical city believed to be hidden in the Sahara, west of the Nile River, either in Egypt or Libya. Since the 13th century, scholars have described it as a white city full of treasure and guarded by giants. #WyrdWednesday

his death was a magician’s—
his life, the same.

And I’m wondering who could be writing this song

Jugband Blues - A Saucerful of Secrets

You and I travel at the speed of light.

i dreamt of you last night –
as if I was playing the piano
and you were turning the pages
for me

vladimir nabokov, letters to vera

In our dreams,
dreams are like balloons —
light and round and always, always rising.

~ Stephen C. Pollock (Steve's Balloons)

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Amanda Cass

Ne te précipite pas – Ce qui t’appartient arrivera.

— Rûmî

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Eternal Eclipse - Hypernova
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📷 Hans Jacob Haarseth

whom shall I speak today? Brothers are mean, The friends of today do not love. To whom shall I speak today? Hearts are greedy, Everyone robs his comrade's goods. To whom shall I speak today? Kindness has perished, Insolence assaults everyone. -"A Dialogue Between Self and Soul," Twelfth Dynasty, c. 1991-1778 BC

Incredible piece of Ancient Egyptian Literature
#booksky 💙📚

Protect yourself from your own thoughts!

- #Rumi

"We're all just walking each other home"
~Ram Dass

Bir masal resmi gelsin geceye…

Susan Wheeler

If man will strike, strike through the mask!

sinkers

my heart yearns to fly
like a cardinal on the wing
searching for freedom

#haiku

8 photos of the same woman in various poses

Contact sheet of Billie Holiday recording the album Music for Touching
Phil Stern, 1955

Paul Klee

Tell no lies, none at all
Relish the incongruity
Uninformed choices
Torment the tormented
Half truths, are whole truths in passing.

#AprilAcrostic #poem

Lewis Lapham, The Art of Editing No. 4 “It is dangerous to excel at two different things. You run the risk of being underappreciated in one or the other.”

“Sometimes you completely change direction. Sometimes you get to the end of the third draft and understand it’s nonsense.” —Lewis Lapham