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Wenn gras und furche auf dem pfad versteinen · Gehäufter reif die wipfel beugt · versteh Zu lauschen auf der winterwinde weh Die mit den welken einsamkeiten weinen. - Stefan George
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When grass and groove the path along enstone · Downbends massed snow the coppices · acknow The way to heed the winterwind's lament That with the wilted solitudes beweep.
And here was the little fire that he had made. How it flickered on the smile of this girl, or woman, as she was becoming. Her throat and shoulders were both convincing and convinced. He could not see the eyes, however. Because, she said, you cannot remember. It was true. He remembered her chiefly by the words and ideas they had offered each other, and by a certain poignance of her Italian hand. So that her form remained indistinct. While suggestive of hopefulness. As she turned her rather pointed face with the unremembered eyes.
Patrick White, from Voss
The Earrings of Madame de… | dir. Max Ophüls (1953)
An Abandoned Garden in Dalmatia-Yugoslavia
Photograph by Clara Sipprell (1926)

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G. Boldini's portrait of Eleonora Duse.
Duse (2025) by Pietro Marcello
Book title: Notturno (1921) by Gabriele d'Annunzio
Licht is von großen Sonnen, Licht ist Handeln, in seiner Fülle nicht zu überstehen, ich liebe auch den Flieder und die Mandeln mehr in Verschleierung zur Blüte gehen. - Gottfried Benn --------------------------------------- Light comes from grand suns, Light the action, In its fulfilment not to be endured, I, too, prefer for the lilacs and the almonds Into bloom to pass in veiling.
Apollinaire's Le pont Mirabeau, recited by Serge Reggiani
'La belle noiseuse' (dir. by Jacques Rivette) [1991]

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There's a moment comedies beget When escapade and hubbub die away, Vows are renewed, masks dropped, La Folle Journée Arriving star by star at a septet. It's then the connoisseur of your bouquet (Who sits dry-eyed through Oedipus or Lear) Will shed, O Happiness, a furtive tear. - James Merrill
Edmond Paulin, Diokletiansthermen
The human being is factually placed in the center of a factual world and endowed with such organs as to be able to bring about the Factual and, incidentally, the Possible. All healthy human beings are convinced of their own existence as well as of that which exists around them. There is, however, a blind spot in the brain, that is, a place where no object is mirrored, as well as there is, in the eye, a spot that cannot see. If someone happens to turn with especial attention to this spot, they delve in it, they plunge into a state of spiritual sickness, they sense 'things from another world', which, however, are actually unthings, having neither form nor contours, but rather, as void nocturnal spatiality [Nacht-Räumlichkeit], breed angst and haunts those who cannot tear themselves away more than any other ghost. - Goethe
Su Desnudez
La rosa: tu desnudez en su gracia. La fuente: tu desnudez en su agua. La estrella: tu desnudez en su alma. - Juan Ramón Jiménez
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The rose: your nudity in its grace. The fountain: your nudity in its water. The star: your nudity in its soul.

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Je vis! dit la sainte, elle expire! Et mêle son noir pétale A l'obsession végétale De l'ange qui la respire! - Paul Claudel, Hortus conclusus
Assorted photographs from my usual strolls through the Rio de Janeiro Botanical Gardens.