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— Vladimir Nabokov, from Letters to Véra
[ text ID: I’m walking out now into the soft light, the cooling hum of evening, and I will love you tonight, and tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and still many more, so very many more tomorrows. ]
Cosa vuoi che sia.
Qui: https://www.instagram.com/manuelealtieri/
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La cosa strana delle foto sono i sentimenti dietro l’obiettivo. Per chi le guarda sono solo foto di un oggetto, di un soggetto, di un paesaggio. Possono apparire più o meno belle, ma si vede semplicemente quello che c’era davanti all’obiettivo quando le ho scattate. Io, quando guardo le foto che ho fatto, vedo composizioni più o meno belle, ma soprattutto le sento dentro. Come se insieme al soggetto avessi fissato nel tempo le sensazioni. Quanto mi sentivo leggera, o confusa. Quanto mi sentivo sicura, quanto ero sorpresa. Quanto mi trovavo a un bivio. Quanto mi sentivo vuota, quanto volevo non essere lì. Qualcuno può guardare una foto, e trovarla bella, e pensare che in quel momento dovevo essere davvero molto contenta. Non sa che dietro l’obiettivo di alcune di quelle belle foto, c’era qualcuno che in quel momento si sentiva come se si stesse spezzando a metà. Non sa che dietro alcune delle foto più insignificanti, io non riuscivo a riprendere fiato perché ridevo troppo. Non sa che mi sentivo felicemente incredula. Più che altro felice. Forse non rimangono solo le immagini ma anche le emozioni, su pellicola.
Czesław Miłosz, from Selected Poems; “The Song”
If I’m a lot, go find less.
Then it was quiet. The noise made by the silence could be heard.
— Wolfgang Borchert, from “The Wood for Morning,” The Sad Geraniums and Other Stories (The Ecco Press, 1973)
Doris Lessing, To Room Nineteen
life goes on with or without whoever
“The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.”
— The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (b. 24 September 1896)
Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; “What I did wrong”
Then all would become still again, and silence would settle once more over the forest and the lake. We remained there lost in thought, our gaze turned inwards, as can happen at the sight of a motionless sheet of water, and waited for the lotuses to open.
– Mircea Eliade, from “Nights at Serampore,” Two Tales of the Occult (Herder and Herder, 1970)
…although generally speaking the barest woman is one who has yet to let fall her last item of clothing.
– Albert Vigoleis Thelen, The Island of Second Sight
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The Lannisters send their regards ?
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Rosario Castellanos, tr. by Julian Palley, from Meditation on the Threshold: A Bilingual Anthology of Poetry; “Toad’s Nocturne”
Nada El-Hage, tr. by Nathalie el-Hani, Edited by Nathalie Handal, from The Poetry of Arab Women: A Contemporary Anthology; “Follow me”
