#monolithos

[philoursmars]

En remerciement  à  ars-historia-est.tumblr.com pour ses premiers reblogs, une série de 4 sur mon voyage dans les Cyclades en 1996 avec Nours.

Santorin avec : la caldeira entre Imérovigli et Ia ; Fira ;  Imérovigli ; Pirgos ; idem ; entre Imérovigli et Ia avec vue sur Monolithos ; avec un muret de laves ; avec des strates de cendres volcaniques ; Akrotiri (Kokkini Paralia )

[marcel-and-his-world]

A dream in white.

Monolithos village, Rhodes 2018.

[merulae]

After a summer with happy people, I rush back, scared, gulping down pain wherever I can get it.

Jack Gilbert, “Alba” in Monolithos: Poems 1962 and 1982

[mortalpractice]

We have only each other, but I am shouting inside the rain and she is crying like a wounded animal, knowing there is no place to turn. It is hard to understand how we could be brought here by love.

Jack Gilbert, from “Walking Home Across the Island,” Monolithos

[minimalismme]

#monolithos (at Anáfi, Kikladhes, Greece)

[marcel-and-his-world]

Three lines. Drei Linien.

Sunset near Monolithos hill, Rhodes 2014.

[merulae]

The heart never fits the journey. Always one ends first.

Jack Gilbert, from “Island and Figs” in Monolithos: Poems 1962 and 1982

[merulae]

Now you have fallen crazy and I have run away. It's not the dreams. It's this love of you that grows in me malignant.

Jack Gilbert, from “It May Be No One Should Be Opened” in Monolithos: Poems 1962 and 1982