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“Mornings carry the blackness of damp earth, evenings glow—(…) Then the dreams come, saying nothing.”
— Joanna Klink, from The Devotions in “The Nightfields”
“Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose and that’s why I made works of art.”
— Felix Gonzalez-Torres
Jenny Holzer, MoMA.
Rilke, “The Last of His Line” // Carson, “The Glass Essay”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke, 1910-1926
Louis Stettner, Next to Notre Dame, Paris, 1991
USA. Washington, D.C. August 28, 1963. The March on Washington (detail) Leonard Freed
“You can’t escape the sea that cradled you (…)”
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George Seferis, from Collected Poems; trans. Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard.
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Elvis Presley, 1956, photo by Alfred Wertheimer
Czeslaw Milosz, Notes.
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