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Abandoned Planetarium (Pink Planet House) Solnechnoye Sanatorium. Leningrad Region, Russia
Lenproekt, 1965
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“But at the heart of that sentence––only a poet would write a sentence like that––lies something else, too, something I find morbidly fascinating. Therein lies a judgment about what other writers don’t do, and what poets do exceptionally well. First of all, poets write with line breaks, i.e., they literally break the line––they rupture the integrity of the sentence and paragraph. Writing with lineation is what we have deemed the unnatural, lyric, and circular form of writing (rather than prose, which is supposedly faithful to linearity and logic and the delivery of information). A poet can and will do unnatural things to language, which is to beautify it, estrange it, strip it bare, or bend it into deformity. Poets defamiliarize language. Poets change language.”
— Aria Aber, from “On beginnings, the perpetual exile of the poet, and beauty”, published April 28, 2023
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Otherwise known as glacier blood, watermelon snow is found worldwide in mountains and polar regions. The pink-red snow has a faintly fruity smell but is reported to have laxative effects if eaten.
The watermelon colour comes from freshwater green algae called chlamydomonas nivalis. In summer, the algae produce a red pigment to protect themselves from the Sun’s intense rays.
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