The shadows of Palestinians are seen on a piece of gauze as they cool down at a pool in Gaza City on August 2, 2016. (Mohammed Abed/AFP/Getty Images)
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The shadows of Palestinians are seen on a piece of gauze as they cool down at a pool in Gaza City on August 2, 2016. (Mohammed Abed/AFP/Getty Images)
Gertrude Abercrombie (American, 1908-1977), Lonely House, 1938. Oil on canvas, 36 x 30 in.
blue is the warmest color. Praia Vermelha, Rio de Janeiro, 2017
insta: martivilar
{Aracelis Girmay, from "This Morning the Small Bird Brought a Message from the Other Side," Kingdom Animalia (BOA Editions, Ltd., 2011) / Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ruth Tiffanny Beuscher written c. July 1962}
[…] I want you desperately. I want your strength and your softness, your hands, all of you […]
Anaïs Nin, from ‘A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller 1932-1953’
Søren Kierkegaard, Diaries 1813-1855
“Are we two or am I all alone?”
— Paul Éluard, from epigraph to Hush by David St. John (The Johns Hopkins University Press, 1985); original source not noted
"Back-to-land" - Wheeler Ranch community - 1969. Photo : Bob Fitch
An excerpt from ‘Etcetera,’ by E.E. Cummings
my favorite block on the aids quilt
“Every love story is a potential grief story. If not at first, then later. If not for one, then for the other. Sometimes, for both.”
— Julian Barnes, from Levels of Life (Alfred A. Knopf, 2013)
“The yearling horses stand in the field, up to their knees in the new grass. This is the first world we live in, there is no second.”
— Charles Wright, from “ XXVII. One Needs No Paradise When the Rain Falls”, two poems from Littlefoot excerpted in Poetry Northwest
Euripides, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays; translated by Anne Carson
Text ID: MEGARA: You love the light so much? / AMPHIYRYON: I do, I love its hopes.
Carl Phillips, from Reconnaissance; “Steeple”
DADA “Light My Fingers” candle by Claire Olshan
Euripides, tr. by Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides