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mon blog • AVA11WaywardMuse• a été en quelque sorte supprimé la nuit dernière. Jusqu'à présent, je n'ai pas de réponse de tumblr sur ce qui s'est passé.

Ici, je vais continuer…

Have a nice Saturday

TWO SILENT BUTLERS & ONE CHURCH PEW FROM 1854

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ON THE FERRY

now is a ship

which captain am

sails out of sleep

steering for dream. E.E. CUMMINGS

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TRAVEL. IN SEARCH OF NORTHERN FRISIAN PLACES

What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. J. STEINBECK

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THE SHADOW

The invisible woman became as important as the one who dominated the canvas. The third person was only a shadow. For a moment I mistook the shadow for my own, but then I understood that the artist had included it in the work.

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FORM FOLLOWS FUNCTION

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JUMP TO IT

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MEMORIES ARE MADE OF PECULIAR STUFF

…elusive and yet compelling, powerful and fleet. You cannot trust your reminiscences, and yet there is no reality except the one we remember.

KLAUS MANN

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ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT

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ILLUSION AND DREAM

In winter I think spring will be my salvation, and in summer I think autumn, and in autumn winter, it is always the same, I hope from one season to the next.

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A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM

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[ EL ECO DE LOS ASTROS ]

The echo of the stars

lulls the sea of the senses.

In its honeyed chalice,

the rose of the heart

gathers the dream of space.

The glimmer of sound

dissolves its mortal pulse into light

and unveils its seclusion to the heavens

in pursuit of the suspended moment:

the void lying in wait

in the black waves of the night

or the soul that sustains the universe.

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FINITE INFINITY

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I WORE YOU

I wore you today like a raggedy coat

for the feel of how warm it used be

I wore you

Beneath the tattered veil of night far from the glare of stars or eyes

I wore you

Until touched reduced to the wetness of crumpled notes left in my tiny hand

I wear your sent onto day

But I have never tasted your kiss

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PERHAPS NOISELESSLY

O world, the smaller you became, the smaller you became within us.

Ceaselessly, the clay of language accumulates in the depths of the lake.

Ceaselessly, everything loses its voice.

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STOP

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I(A…(A LEAF FALLS ON LONELYNESS)

l(a... (a leaf falls on loneliness)

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