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A beautiful work of art called: “Slipping Through My Fingers” Part of an art collection called “Synchronism” | source
“So the rain will come regal and nomadic because our sobs share the same borders because our arms like madmen close on nothing.”
— Nadia Tueni, from ‘The rain arrayed like death’ (trans. Elaine Gardiner), Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by Arab Women (ed. Kamal Boullata)
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American,b.1960s-
Mixed Media on canvas, 40 x 30 In
By Mike Depetris
If there ever comes a day where you feel like taking all your words back, know that I loved you beyond reason with my whole entire being. I loved you, I love you, I will love you.
9/3/2016
André BERONNEAU