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Tsumiki no Ie (The House of Small Cubes)

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Untitled, by Richard Diebenkorn, 1964                                

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And long before I dared be born, I was a letter, I was a grape of verse, I was a book you dream before you write.

Mandelstam, “36″ 50 Poems

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Maybe after centuries have passed, The beloved hands of blessed women Will gather our frail ashes at last.

Mandelstam  “18″ 50 Poems

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“You can’t write an image, a metaphor, a story, a phrase, without leaning a little further into the shared world, without recognizing that your supposed solitude is at every point of its perimeter touching some other.” —Jane Hirshfield, Academy of American Poets Chancellor (2012– )

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and the Bluebird sits on the roof of the Bluebird box

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Tumblr seems slipped into a deep winter sleep

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Joys Returning(s