[introspectiveportals-deactivate]

“What senses do we lack that we cannot see or hear another world all around us?”

— Frank Herbert, Dune

[lavideenrose]

The past is never dead. It’s not even past.

From Requiem for a Nun by William Faulkner (via lavideenrose)

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— Arthur Rimbaud, from “Phrases”, from Illuminations

[thenewcoma-deactivated20221220]

THE REAL_b

[abstrakton]

Barnett Newman

[theoptia]

Marina Tsvetaeva, from Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922; “A Hero of Labor”

﹙ Text ID: I’ll cry about this earth in heaven too.﹚

[metaphorformetaphor]

In the word  and in the void between words. You are the pause, the synaptic skip. You are the meaning between the syllables.

Louise Erdrich, from “The Seven Sleepers,” Original Fire: Selected and New Poems (Harper Perennial, 2004)

[hellomyquotes]

ماهو الفن؟ *تولستوي

[artist-mark-rothko]

Black on Maroon, Mark Rothko, 1958, Tate

date inscribed Presented by the artist through the American Federation of Arts 1969 Size: support: 2286 x 2070 mm Medium: Oil paint, glue tempera and acrylic paint on canvas

http://www.tate.org.uk/art/artworks/rothko-black-on-maroon-t01170

[litverve]

“Why am I always going anywhere, instead of somewhere?”

— Mary Oliver, from “I Don’t Want To Be Demure Or Respectable”

[litverve]

“But where do we find what’s lasting? Where do the deathless things hide?”

— Adam Zagajewski, A Defense of Ardor: Essays, trans. Clare Cavanagh

[blackmoonmusings]

Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems

[weltenwellen]

Because I am a woman who understands, I am asked to understand everything, to accept everything.

Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

[blackmoonmusings]

Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems

[weltenwellen]

Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

[luthienne]

“When what we understand about / what we are / changes, whole / parts of us fall mute.”

— Frank Bidart, from Half-light: Collected Poems; “Defrocked”

[linkinmoon]

Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos