Rilke Rainer Maria, Book of Hours

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Rilke Rainer Maria, Book of Hours
you’re in his dms, i’m appearing to him as an old woman to tell him we are adam and eve, black and white, light and shadow, bound together in an eternally repeating deja vu. we are not the same.
the earth right before sunrise is filled with an implacable energy i want to be surrounded by constantly
country roads will be like "i know a place you belong" then take you home
crossing the country in coach trains (back to my old / lone wandering)
“There is more and more I tell no one, strangers nor loves. This slips into the heart without hurry, as if it had never been. And yet, among the trees, something has changed. Something looks back from the trees, and knows me for who I am.”
— Jane Hirshfield, closing lines to “Three Foxes by the Edge of the Field at Twilight” The Atlantic Monthly (vol. 277, no. 6, June 2016)
Frank O'Hara, from “In Memory of My Feelings”, Selected Poems
“The utter silence of the untranslated stars.”
— E.E. Cummings, excerpt from ‘Summer Silence’
Kate Chopin, from “The Awakening” featured in The Awakening & Selected Stories
The Sixteenth of September (1956) & A Friend of Order (1964) by René Magritte
We really used to ask teachers if we could drink water.......what the fuck was that
i keep saying “it is what it is” but like what is it
Christina Rossetti, “Echo.”
just me n the moon (& jupiter & saturn)
july 6th 2020, 12:20 am
View from a bike ride.
Gérard Schlosser (French, b. 1931), On en voit plus [We see more], 2014. Acrylic on canvas with sand, 130 x 130 cm.