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Wednesday, October 17, 2007
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The Frontiers Of Self II
Imogen Cunningham, The Dream, 1910.
Bound without.
Boundless within.
Cited by Williams Carlos Williams in A Nouvellete and Other Prose, 1921-1931.
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Saturday, July 07, 2007
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The Other Side
Sergio Larrain. The "Isla Negra" house, Chile, 1957
The more exquisite the thing seen, the more exquisite the thing unseen.
Wallace Stevens, Letter to Hi Simons, 29 March 1943.
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Saturday, June 30, 2007
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The Initial Idea
Gueorgui Pinkhassov, 1999From this the poem springs: that we live in a place
That is not our own, and, much more, not ourselves
Wallace Stevens, Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction, It Must Be Abstract, IV, 1942
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Sunday, May 06, 2007
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The Frontiers of Self
Herbert List, Goldfish bowl, 1937
The existence of literature is the greatest evidence that life is not enough.
Fernando Pessoa
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Wednesday, April 04, 2007
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Imago Mundi
Raymond Depardon, Egypt, Western Desert. 1984
I think these days when there is so little to believe in - when the old loyalties - God, country, and the hope of Heaven - aren`t very real, we are more dependent than we should be on our friends. The only thing left to believe in - someone who seems beautiful.
William Carlos Williams, The Simplicity of Disorder, 1929
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Saturday, March 10, 2007
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Absence
Julia Margaret Cameron, Sadness, 1864
Your fragrance,
firewood
of melancholy.
Carlos de Oliveira, Childhood [fragment]
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Tuesday, February 20, 2007
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The Female Principle of the World
Edward Weston, Dead Man, Colorado Desert, 1937
She — To make you lonesome, ready for my caresses.
William Carlos Williams, De Soto and the New World, 1925
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Friday, February 16, 2007
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Leaves of Grass
Dorothea Lange, Ditched, Stalled, and Stranded, San Joaquin Valley, California, 1935
... Dante was to die in Ravenna, as unjustified and alone as any other man.
Jorge Luis Borges. Inferno, I, 32. El Hacedor, 1960
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Saturday, February 10, 2007
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Blood and Earth
Emmet Gowin, Edith and Elijah, Pennsylvania, 1974
The earth is black and it is there: only art advances.
William Carlos Williams, The Destruction of Tenochtitlan, 1925
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Tuesday, February 06, 2007
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The Numerous Man of Sorrows and Days
Julia Margaret Cameron, J.F.W. Herschel, 1867
I, who've been so many men, have never been
He in whose embrace Matilde Urbach spent.
Gaspar Camerarius, Deliciae Poetarum Borussiae, VII, 16 [Jorge Luis Borges]
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Thursday, February 01, 2007
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The Dark Night or The Face Behind The Gun
Stan Guigui, the Reign of the Thieves, Bogota, 2006
The universe covered its face
shadows tell me: it's winter.
Cristina Campo, Poesie Sparse, Sindbad [fragment]
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Monday, January 29, 2007
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What's Life Like?
Gordon Parks, Ella Watson and her Grandchildren, 1942
And life itself is but an instant,
Nothing but dissolving
Of ourselves in other folk -
A generous gift offering.
Boris Pasternak, The Poems of Doctor Zhivago: The Wedding Party [fragment], 1957
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Monday, November 13, 2006
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Wisdom
Dorothea Lange, Country Road, County Clare, Ireland, 1954
To feel me in the solitude of kings,
without the power that makes them bear a crown.
Byron, Prophecy of Dante, vv. 166.
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Sunday, October 22, 2006
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The Construction of Self
Joel-Peter Witkin, Interrupted Reading, 1999
Every new important Acquaintance divides us and sets us together again.
If is it of great Meaning, thus make we a Regeneration through.
Hugo von Hofmannsthal, Buch Der Freunde, 1922
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Wednesday, September 27, 2006
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A Cry
Luis Pavao, Air, 2006
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angelic
orders?
Rainier Maria Rilke, First Elegy, Duino Elegies
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