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To the Woman Crying Uncontrollably in the Next Stall Kim Addonizio
If you ever woke in your dress at 4am ever closed your legs to someone you loved opened them for someone you didn’t moved against a pillow in the dark stood miserably on a beach seaweed clinging to your ankles paid good money for a bad haircut backed away from a mirror that wanted to kill you bled into the back seat for lack of a tampon if you swam across a river under rain sang using a dildo for a microphone stayed up to watch the moon eat the sun entire ripped out the stitches in your heart because why not if you think nothing & no one can / listen I love you joy is coming
Toni Morrison | February 18, 1931- August 5, 2019
From a Commencement Address delivered at Sarah Lawrence College on May 27, 1988
Ideal
by Mei-mei Berssenbrugge
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I did not know beforehand what would count for me as a new color. Its beauty is an analysis of things I believe in or experience, but seems to alter events very little. The significance of a bird flying out of grapes in a store relates to the beauty of the color of the translucency of grapes. There is a space among some objects on a table that reminded her of a person, the way the bird reminded her, a sense of the ideal of the space she would be able to see. Beauty can look like this around objects. A plastic bag on a bush, moving slightly, makes an alcove, a glove or mist, holding the hill. Time can look like this. The plane of yourself separates from the plane of spaces between objects, an ordered succession a person apprehends, in order to be reminded.
Kees Scherer - Les Demoiselles d’Avignon, Picasso. MOMA New York City 1959
Mooving the tree - Esa Riippa, 1988.
Finnish, 1947-
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a misty morning in the Scottish Highlands
Jane Massey
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“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” Albert Camus Georgia O'Keeffe - My Autumn, 1929.
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