short stories

watching with ears

[lovloushortstories]

E ora scompare il tuo profilo / sul filo della pioggia battente / e su lamiere e pietre rianimate / dai soffi d’acqua /come in un film americano / mi dici addio / il più usato dei saluti / È pur vero che ti ho lasciato / andare alla sfortuna / e raccattare / salamelecchi e necrologi / dai più devoluti degli allievi / ma in cambio c’era l’anestesia / di non averti avuto, mai perso. (words: Luca Raul Martini, http://www.pelagosletteratura.it/2018/01/10/poesie-di-luca-raul-martini; photo: Tamás Andok) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/ZGWJ5XiwbV0)

[lovloushortstories]

"I love the old bitch just the way she is and I like to think I am always prepared for the very worst she has to show me. I am a true adorer of life, and if I can't reach as high as the face of it, I plant my kiss somewhere lower down. Those who understand will require no further explanation." (words: Saul Bellow; photo: Duane Michals) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/kFq4KGakUIQ)

[lovloushortstories]

“I could not go in: too resistless was the delight of staying with the wild hour, black and full of thunder, pealing out such an ode as language never delivered to man - too terribly glorious, the spectacle of clouds, split and pierced by white and blinding bolts.” (words: Charlotte Brontë; photo: Dorothea Lange) (soundtrack: https://vimeo.com/173010446)

[lovloushortstories]

“... one, who went up to the roof with Lux during a warm winter rain, told us how the basins of her collarbones collected water.” (words: Jeffrey Eugenides; photo: Alfred Stieglitz) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/nMBndXAaPrw)

[lovloushortstories]

“It had always seemed to Emily, ever since she could remember, that she was very, very near to a world of wonderful beauty. Between it and herself hung only a thin curtain; she could never draw the curtain aside — but sometimes, just for a moment, a wind fluttered it and then it was as if she caught a glimpse of the enchanting realm beyond — only a glimpse — and heard a note of unearthly music.” (words: Lucy Maud Montgomery; photo: Judy Dater) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/aCnf46boC3I)

[lovloushortstories]

“Good and bad, I define these terms quite clear, no doubt, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that now. (words: Bob Dylan; photo: Martine Franck) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/1JA4OvXyFS0)

[lovloushortstories]

“But I was wild once and I can't forget it. I was wild, chasing stones.” (words: Laura Marling; photo: Chris Killip) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/M0c1HIUhTEg)

[lovloushortstories]

“I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.” (words: Beryl Markham; photo: Tamás Andok) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/u5o582N3wOQ)

[lovloushortstories]

(artwork: Jenny Holzer) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/q158o0R4RhA)

[lovloushortstories]

“Nights and days came and passed / And summer and winter / and the rain. / And it was good to be a little Island. / A part of the world / and a world of its own / All surrounded by the bright blue sea.” (words: Margaret Wise Brown; photo: Sebastião Salgado) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/uPJjUEjhB-M)

[lovloushortstories]

“Accepts me foolish and free / all I want is a room up there / and you in it.” (words: Frank O'Hara; photo: René Maltête) (soundtrack: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-C319Qj_O0)

[lovloushortstories]

“Look at those dancers gliding around. Seems as is their feet don't hardly touch the ground. Look at them smiling like they knew one another and they never would come down.” (words: David Crosby; photo: Imogen Cunningham) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/juaoCteKHOU)

[lovloushortstories]

“The universe holding its breath / There is a hush in the air / Life pulses everywhere / There is no such thing as death.” (words: Lawrence Ferlinghetti; photo: Eadweard Muybridge) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/khT-s-3E8Uw)

[lovloushortstories]

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” (words: Friedrich Nietzsche; photo: Thurston Hopkins) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/-LodGNQXV-0)

[lovloushortstories]

“Richard began to understand darkness: darkness as something solid and real, so much more than a simple absence of light. He felt it touch his skin, questing, moving, exploring: gliding through his mind. It slipped into his lungs, behind his eyes, into his mouth.” (words: Neil Gaiman; photo: Nan Goldin) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/O-YHU6BwPR0)

[lovloushortstories]

“Whatever comes - she said - cannot alter one thing. If I am a princess in rags and tatters, I can be a princess inside. It would be easy to be a princess if I were dressed in cloth of gold, but it is a great deal more of a triumph to be one all the time when no one knows it.” (words: Frances Hodgson Burnett; photo: Mary Ellen Mark) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/kwLlvcDi4PQ)

[lovloushortstories]

“The moment you cheat for the sake of beauty, you know you're an artist.” (words: David Hockney; photo: Stephen Shore) (soundtrack: https://youtu.be/wsyAxM3SsUI)