Claudio Parmiggiani
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Claudio Parmiggiani
Claudio Parmiggiani, Senza Titolo (detail)
âTheir language took apart landscapes, stories of sastrugi and sandstreams, shelves and rain shadow. Atoms vibrating to solids, waves into colours. Everything stone began to swirl. Did the land sink or the sea rise? When my brothers told me Iâd never seen the stars, that lightâs too slow, that looking up is looking back, there was no holding on.â
- Anne Michaels, Minerâs Pond
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Bierstadt with Holes (detail), 2007 by Valerie Hegarty
you incomparable one for whom the waters fall and the winds search and the words were made listening
W. S. Merwin, from âAnother to Echo,â The Moon Before Morning (Copper Canyon Press, 2014)
Karborn Evidence of time travel
And history books forgot about us and the Bible didn't mention us And the Bible didn't mention us, not even once
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âWhy donât you see what you can get up to in five minutesâŠâ
Tony Cragg
I felt the land, threading through me, stitching me into place.
Joyce Sutphen, from âHomesteading,â Poetry (April 2000)
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Ariadne looking at Arthur
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