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nothing beyond —
only the wound’s whisper,
a shadow’s breath,
unspoken, undone.
Posts by Schrödinger's C.
"Way up here with the northern lights
Beyond you and me
I dreamt of us in another life
One we've never reached"
Depeche Mode - Cover Me
youtube.com/watch?v=H8t5...
Georgia O'Keeffe Pink Moon over Water | 1924
Georgia O'Keeffe
Pink Moon over Water | 1924
“But my silence is real. If I hid it from you, you would find it again a little farther on.”
― Maurice Blanchot, The Madness of the Day
“This commonplace between us that cannot be remembered is likewise the commonplace that cannot be forgotten.”
Nicolas de Warren, The Intimacy of Disappearance
“you are the poet, you walk inside my dreams”
~anaïs nin
🎨 olga petrikova "wildflowers"
kate smuraga
from her series: metamorphoses
letters from a quiet town
portraits 2008-10
“Primal poetry, poetry that allows us a taste for our inner destiny, is an adherence to the invisible. […] True poetry is a function of awakening.
It awakens us, but it must retain the memory of previous dreams.”
— Bachelard, Water and Dreams (tr. Edith R. Farrell)
Sunday morning rituals, connecting the girls mom to her own future, by braiding her hair to go out with friends.
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When we are together,
the unity of opposites
grows fragile—
a whisper poised at breath’s edge.
So fragile,
that if I were to draw
a fine line around your lips,
with a kiss,
your words would fade,
turning into allusions—
soft shadows of unspoken thoughts.
“We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.”
~ Sylvia Plath
Meet me at sunrise, or sunset, or the new moon, the place is immaterial.
~Emily Dickinson
~ Nichita Stănescu | “In Praise of People”, tr. Sean Cotter |
From the point of view of air,
the sun is air full of birds,
wing beating on wing.
People are birds never before seen,
with wings ingrown
that beat, hover, glide,
within an air more pure: thought."
(2/2)
Nichita Stănescu
"From the point of view of stones,
the sun is a falling stone,
people are a tender pressure . . .
They are motion added to motion
and light you can see, from the sun.
... (1/2)
Edge of the World (1980) by Will Barnet.
Oil on canvas.
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Sometimes we are shadows—
the trace of unspoken words
As Quiet as a Cloud Floating Across The Desert Sky, Desert Music series
Ville Andersson, archival pigment print, 2020
www.villeandersson.com/works8.html
#art #photography
“Time is not a straight line, it’s more of a labyrinth, and if you press close to the wall at the right place you can hear the hurrying steps and the voices, you can hear yourself walking past on the other side.”
~ Tomas Tranströmer
Sunflower
1991
©️Robert Stivers
end of ends
begin again
"As Music Always Followed I", (photography) by Raluca Caragea
📷 Raluca Caragea, As Music Always Followed I
Art ❤️
Alexandra Căpitănescu - Choke Me (Piano Version)
youtube.com/watch?v=Jk6o...
La matière humaine
Xi Huang
“I encounter millions of bodies in my life; of these millions, I may desire some hundreds; but of these hundreds, I love only one.”
― Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse: Fragments
Radiohead ~ Sail To The Moon
(from Hail to the Thief, 2003)
#NowPlaying #Radiohead #MusicSky
What amazing chord changes, what a breathtaking song🌟
www.youtube.com/watch?v=INvr...