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words by @starpeace
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EVERYTHING LIES IN ALL DIRECTIONS
Death is the same in both directions.
It wants to go somewhere. It wants to come back.
Once I came back through a grass. Purple coneflowers
floated there, attracting bees. The whole field was humming.
Once I came back through the dead. This roughly translates
to something my mother lived through in Chinese.
My mother said, “I don’t read. It’s too tiring.”
It’s true—people who wrote things
lied to her. Once I came back through a poem.
Time refused to pass there, and loneliness
drifted down past my window like snow.
Alone, I did not move. Worlds changed around me.
Everything beautiful lay both forwards and backwards.
Everything translated into butterflies, which billowed
into a breath of tall summer. They blew out of the past
and into a future. Was it yours or was it mine?
Then, I was a child. Once, my mother was.
This is how you learn that nothing ends
unless it has to.
HUA XI
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Princess Mononoke (1997)
My Neighbir Totoro (1988)
The Secret World of Arrietty (2010)
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Byung-Chul Han, from an interview published in ArtReview
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once again thinking about composition thinking about lines thinking about the power of diagonal lines in particular. the dynamicity the energy the pathos. the tenderness and tragedy of a continuous diagonal vs the violence of interrupted or intersecting ones
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Kate Baer, from And Yet: Poems; “40”
[Text ID: “because sometimes it is easier to / write yourself out of the play / than to face another breakfast.”]
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Charles Edward Chambers (American, 1883 - 1941) - Lovers' Triangle
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Trace Evidence, Charif Shanahan
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something midsommar to it
Oleksandr Murashko (Ukrainian, 1875-1919)
Annunciation, ca. 1907
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Santa Cruz Evening News, California, May 21, 1915
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Athena Nassar, from "Love Is Not Always Song, but the Swelling"
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carla fracci photographed as the title role in giselle by judy cameron
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“Si j’avais à choisir entre le monde entier et toi, c’est toi que je préférerais à la vie et au ciel.”
— Albert Camus à Maria Casarès , 8 octobre 1956 , « Correspondance (1944-1959) », d’Albert Camus et de Maria Casarès, Gallimard
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"the sluts and the saints: a letter to zézim" by caio fernando abreu re: clarice lispector (tr. by Bruna Dantas Lobato for the los angeles review of books)
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Kindness is love with its work boots on
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Moon landscapes, spring
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summertime by Noor Hindi
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