Tag: words
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filaments
▋ LESSER_filament_no1 1993 FALLGod’s gift to me was making me left-handed. It’s not a gift, really. Not in the traditional sense. Plenty of people have gifts. It seems damn near everyone you know has something they do, something that makes them them. I had a friend, said he’d never do anything valuable in his life.…
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-poems for Tanya
P A R T N O. III ‘babe’ “hey, roll up your sle[eves], it’s time to go”oh wow you know me[that] unsubtle g[litter] in your eye,of knowing of an unknown why– ‘babe’- , you’re tough as nails, what got me on y[our] mind?i chose once not to seefiguratively, you figured out the me i don’t…
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-poems for Tanya
P A R T N O. II ‘magnolia seed’ what is hidden to [you]; complete beauty, – ‘magnolia [see]d’ – my ancient rose, you are rhapsody in [orange,] a steady flicker, fi[reside], given [to] the shadows you lend your little [light] 2/3 Print by Franco Fontana Landscapes
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-poems for Tanya
P A R T N O. 1 ‘little we’ [the]se words i chose sparingly, and meaningful – ‘little we’ – togetherness, stillness, s[implicit]y with dreams a[flame] [in]credible as these the night is calm, by [you] indefinitely 3/3 Print by Joel Meyerowitz Cape Light
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lyric of fire
there’s a song out there, a belabored one, singin’ you’re the fire to my sun and i’ll cherish while it’s fun Print by Franco Fontana Landscapes of the Fountain
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tour america
SPEND SUMMER WITH US IN THE GREAT WETTERSTEIN MOUNTAINS embark on a voyage of self-discovery with Günther Holst where you will conquer the mighty Zugspitze aboard the infamous Eibsee cable car verzögern! find local Caroline Bauer, across from the ski lodge, where you will meditate in ‘Alles zu seiner Zeit’ following a brief seminar join Liesel Förstner at the small brook…
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Child.
a young man has everything to gain in risk. an old man will grow callous to insecurity. the purification of belief will make old men young. the dissatisfaction of knowledge has made young men insecure. an honest man is always a child. Print by Martin Parr Clevedon Swimming Club
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silhouette
i would tear out a page of my past and relive the cold morning. i would retrieve the figments i abandoned. i would dive into you. Print by Franco Fontana Untitled Basilicata Italy
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euphony in light of semantics
her mind was 5am in Sommières a ludic hamlet where thoughts could dine together in a café PRINT BY SHŌJI UEDA BRILLIANT SCENES
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