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"Venus appears largest when in the crescent phase." Natural History. December 1949.
Internet Archive
Marsha Cottrell
Under the Illuminating Hydrogen 2012 (detail), iron oxide on mulberry paper, 62 x 105" (157 x 266.5 cm)
Between Spherical Waves #3 2011 (detail), iron oxide on mulberry paper, 18-½ x 24" (47.3 x 61.1 cm) Seas and Fables 2011, iron oxide on mulberry paper, 24-½ x 38-½" (62.4 x 97.9 cm) Impossible Night 2011 (detail), iron oxide on mulberry paper, 24-½ x 38-½" (62.4 x 97.9 cm)
http://marshacottrell.com/
before sunrise (1995)
Rosa Chacel, from a diary entry featured in Diario, originally published in 1993
warmth of the sun, ron hicks | from a letter to milena, franz kafka
Lucy Maud Montgomery, The Blue Castle
“The sea completely fills my existence. I feel that I do not desire anything else. It fills my heart, like love. The sea possesses everything and it is able to give everything.”
— Nikos Kazantzakis from a letter to Harilaos Stefanidis wr. c. June 1914
Nikita Gill, from Fierce Fairytales Poems & Stories to Stir Your Soul; "Seven,"
"Write to me, always
Even if it is little
Just don't stop"
Anaïs Nin, Henry and June: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931-1932
October, Louise Glück
If I left a wound inside you, it is not just your wound but mine as well.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (p. 86)
I met you so late and so unexpectedly. I know you were hidden in a deep drift of hair. It glowed in the dark but I sought you in vain.
— Jaroslav Seifert, The Poetry of Jaroslav Seifert, transl by Ewald Osers, (1998)
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