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rosavaya, the garden of fruits & the precious jewels
"Whatever the message is, may I survive the delivery of it. Is letting go a process or a price? What am I paying for, not seeing sooner? Learning at the edge? Letting go of something precious but no longer needed" -- Excerpt from The Cancer Journals by Audre Lorde
You too can be carved anew by the details of your devotions.
— Mary Oliver
Beehive Cluster//Praesepe//Messier 44. March 30th, 2024.
Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti
Dante and Beatrice gaze into the empyrean
There you were, and it was like spring—
Mary Oliver, from "There you were, and it was like spring" in Red Bird
Trust your vision n walk your path even if others don’t understand
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The flight of the lepidoptera. Elementary Science Readers: First Book. 1927.
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— Edna St. Vincent Millay, Song of a Second April
Gabriele D’Annunzio, from “Consolation” wr. c. 1892, in The Collection of Poems in English
“Indeed when I reflect on the loveliness of your most joyful speech and aspect, I am utterly depressed, for I find nothing now that I could compare with your love, sweet beyond honey and honeycomb, compared with which the brightness of gold and silver is tarnished. What more?”
— Love Letters Between 12th Century Nuns
Tehuana Celebrations, Ixtepec, Mexico, 1949. Armin Haab
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