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Mark Rothko, Dark Grey Tone on Maroon, 1963

Do you think the water will forget what we have done, what we continue to do?

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text id: A not admitting of the wound (1188) by Emily Dickinson. // A not admitting of the wound / Until it grew so wide / That all my Life had entered it / And there were troughs beside — // A closing of the simple lid that opened to the sun / Until the tender Carpenter / Perpetual nail it down — /end id.

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Rob Strati | The Fall from Fragmented series, 2022 | broken china, ink on paper

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Fallen debris from the burnt out roof structure sits near the high altar inside Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris, Christophe Morin

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I walk the way a ship sinks.

Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet.

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Mark Rothko, Black on Maroon, 1959

From The Seagram Murals

Tate, London

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Marina Tsvetaeva, from Poem of the End: X (tr. by Elaine Feinstein)

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Ray Johnson, Failure

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“With the sincere spite of a woman.”

A rare bit of writing in pen by Emily Dickinson—on view at The Drawing Center’s Dickinson/Walser exhibit (through January 12, 2014) and in New Directions’s phenomenal new book, The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson’s Envelope Poems. I highly recommend both, which give deeper life and physicality to one of our greatest poets.