Kim Addonizio, from Wild Nights: New & Selected Poems; “Postmodern Romance: Internet Dating”
If only I could buy a little property in that dream.

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

shark vs the universe
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Show & Tell
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Origami Around
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Kim Addonizio, from Wild Nights: New & Selected Poems; “Postmodern Romance: Internet Dating”
If only I could buy a little property in that dream.
Histoire(s) du cinéma (1988), dir. Jean-Luc Godard
long weekend away with two of my favorite genres of photography - seussian trees in the mist and hieroglyphic-like rockpools at dawn
Gaël Bonnefon
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Christian Coigny
asolitarycomfort. what a blog that was.
Ieri mentre mi parlavi, in cucina, ti guardavo negli occhi. Non sentivo la tua voce, ma ti ascoltavo. Ed ascoltavo i tuoi occhi. Mi parlavano di te, In un attimo. Tu.
E' difficile spiegare questa sensazione, la sensazione di saperti.
Di sapere quello che sei, chi sei, come sei, chi sei stata e chi sarai.
Sempre diversa, ma sempre tu.
Sì, difficile spiegare.
Sei carne, sangue, pensieri, stranezze e forza e mille altre cose che non so ma che conosco.
Sei una camicia, un maglione, mani che danno e che prendono, i passi, i baci, un cappello ed una gonna.
Sei il vento, la voce, la terra ed il mare. Sei pietra calda e fuoco e colore.
Sei.
Ed io ti so. So te.
[Shizuka - Il giardino dei semplici]
Cappella di san maurizio in front of the Sassolungo in the Gardena Pass, Dolomites, Italy
—Laura Doggett, ‘Beautiful Undone’
Das Blumenwunder (1926) Dir. Max Reichman
Mi corrisponde
Io la chiamo "bolla" un posto sospeso e trasparente dal cui interno si guarda, complici, il mondo ma in cui si basta a sé stessi.
Summer in Harlem, New York, 1950. Photo, Gordon Parks.
Icarus, Adger Cowans, 1970
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~ Yea, and if some god shall wreck me in the wine-dark deep, even so I will endure… For already have I suffered full much, and much have I toiled in perils of waves and war. Let this be added to the tale of those.~ Homer, The Odyssey William Russell Flint’s illustrations for “The Odyssey of Homer” (1924).
Christopher Nolan’s film adaptation of The Odyssey is plain awful, I will say it without any hesitation. A sort of a sacrilege towards the world of the supernatural and the imaginative. It’s like you take something magical and strip it off all its spark and then you say to others with ignorant arrogance “that’s the way to do it”. At this point I don’t care if the actual Greek element was omitted or distorted as I already said that this thing is obscene. The Polyphemus scenes, just one example, how awkward and without a wicked sense of humour or some playfulness. I could say lots more but I refuse to do so. My hope is anyways always the same, that there are people out there who can dig deeper and discern and possess aesthetics and have criteria too. In these days of constant media pressure it’s like we have to like everything for the sake of liking it and that’s not quality of life, meaningful differentiation is.