March 2012
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Mar 27th
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Listen There’s another who looks from...
Mar 26th
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Mar 26th
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“We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.”                                                                           Sylvia Plath
Mar 26th
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Mar 26th
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“Go, go, go said the bird: the human kind Cannot bear very much reality.”                                      T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton”
Mar 26th
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Mar 25th
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“I’ve never done anything but dream. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life. My only real concern has been my inner life.”                             Fernando Pessoa, “The Book of Disquiet”
Mar 25th
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Mar 25th
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Mar 23rd
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Listen And if you need me I’ll always be here A...
Mar 23rd
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Mar 23rd
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Mar 23rd
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Mar 23rd
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Mar 22nd
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“You can walk into the shadow early, singing a song whose words you forget as they leave your tongue and believe it is courage, not fear, marching you forward.”                        Al Maginnes, from “The Edge of the Field”
Mar 22nd
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Mar 22nd
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Mar 22nd
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“somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near”                e.e.cummings “somewhere i have never travelled”
Mar 21st
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Mar 19th
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Listen Time, Time is what I would need. Full of myself,...
Mar 19th
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Mar 18th
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Mar 18th
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“The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies between me and my book;”                                            Amy Lowell “Vernal Equinox” 
Mar 18th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 17th
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“Beauty and happiness and life are all the same and they are pervasive, unattached and abstract and they are our only concern. They are immeasurable, completely lacking in substance. They are perfect and sublime. This is the subject matter of art.”                                                    Agnes Martin
Mar 17th
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Mar 16th
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Mar 15th
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Listen She carries him home In a beautiful boat He...
Mar 15th
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Mar 15th
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Mar 15th
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Listen Depth over distance every time, my dear, And I...
Mar 15th
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Mar 15th
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“In a whisper. To talk in a whisper. In a whisper - like the sea.”                     Anna Kamieńska, from her Notebook, 1965 
Mar 15th
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Mar 10th
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Mar 9th
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“When the wind stops the silence comes back…”                                               Raúl Zurita, INRI
Mar 8th
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Mar 8th
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Mar 7th
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Mar 7th
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Mar 7th
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Mar 6th
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“… but ‘I’ rejected: ‘We’ substituted: to whom at the end there shall be an invocation? ‘We’… the composed of many different things… we all life, all art, all waifs and strays—a rambling capricious but somehow unified whole—the present state of my mind?”       Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 26 April 1938
Mar 5th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 4th
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