Harlequin Ballads

Above all other Virtues entertain Silence

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clement denis

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Gianmarco Onofri

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maria_denise_dessimoz

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Adoration. Animal. Alchemy. #my photo #his body

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maria naidyonova

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Stefania Zucca via

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I want to feed you peaches naked.

Soaked in tears in love.

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I want to move you to tears, from the kind of love that overflows. Please, show me your tears of love.

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summer wagner

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lily vogt

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Peachy Keen

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Glen Hansard Plays the House

'Tell the people that you saw me passing through.'

- Dick Blakeslee

By the time he was halfway through the opening song

he was already flying. I was not the only one to think this.

His body rode the flurries and thermals, gliding

and swooping over the bitumen-black streets

with such apparent effortlessness, such astonishing grace

that his band simply coasted along on the upwash

of his outspread wings. Even geese are not this beautiful,

I thought, and then, this is no honking hyperbole,

this is Glen Hansard strumming his guitar

with such ferocious ferocity that there's a crater

in the soundboard where his fingers have worn away

the soft cedar. Stroking his abundant beard,

he told us how The Frames were so stoked

to play the Opera House that they all took selfies

in front of the gleaming sails to send to their mothers.

When the lights went up three hours later, we trailed

out - only to see Glen and his friends busking

the forecourt for anyone who wanted more craic.

I'd have dropped a gold coin into his guitar case, if there

was one. He played on as if the pavement was his home

and the random stars in the sky had gathered to listen.

Andy Kissane . The Best Australian Poems 2015. Edited by Geoff Page, Black Inc., 2015.

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Taking pictures so my brain is able to realize what is about to happen.

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Glen Hansard. Oh my God. FFS

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Oscar-winning songwriter Glen Hansard killed in crash

Hansard, who was 56, won the best song Oscar for the 2007 low-budget musical film Once.

Omg! Would you believe that?

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Tomorrow turned into today.