emphaticsyllable
emphaticsyllable
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emphaticsyllable · 3 years ago
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Relevant to her interests
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emphaticsyllable · 3 years ago
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Wandjina Rock Art Australia
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emphaticsyllable · 4 years ago
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An illustration of butterflies from E.A. Séguy‘s Papillons [1925].
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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Note to self --for the ballpark
America's game! Keep your eye on the ball, and Call them runs, not "points".
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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the gaze up and down one wants to be the object bring me your regard
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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the present is all
like the future is never
mind or whatever
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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Ornette Coleman photo session at his home in New York, 2007 by Juan-Carlos Hernandez
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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The sounds do me in,
Ideas carved out of air.
That cat just kills it.
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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Why not lean forward?
It's the progressive gesture.
And we've got to move.
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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Geese in formation Fly by of an evening A warm breeze follows
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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a whisper or not forever listening and waiting wears me out
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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Fall Approaching, Alma Thomas, 1969
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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Maligned handkerchief Hidden and essential tool Blow hard, trumpet praise.
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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Fuzzy and diffuse. Can you locate desire? Try my divining rod.
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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we march in the streets people chant science is real reality sucks
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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Anna Maria Maiolino
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emphaticsyllable · 8 years ago
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at night in our bed my hand finds your hip and i float off into sleep
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