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Johan Christian Dahl - "Moon night over Dresden" (1827)

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Megan Buccere

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Viggo Helsted (Danish, 1861–1926), "Seascape with Seagulls and Sailing Ship", 1891

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Lev Lerch; ''Bludička'' (''Will o the wisp''), 1888

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Old plain questions circle the yellow room emptied of passengers. Hours cling cold as gods to the clothes my old lives discarded, collecting dust on the floor bunched like a clot of horses in the early-field darkness. Count with me: Ever arrives, alive as anything else, a hope of being different. Less obscured. When I return I ask where have I lived all this time? Illusions of home, a mockery. There is no return just a clumsy clambering on.

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unknown title by 潘 英豪 (pan inkhoo), 2024, unknown materials, unknown dimensions

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Nikolai Astrup (Norwegian, 1880-1928), A night in June in the garden, woodblock, 1909, printed in 1911.

Color woodcut with hand coloring on paper, 12 1/6×16 5/16 in (30.7×41.5 cm).

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The profane danced with the sublime. I couldn’t blur over the meadow of doubt. Outside, the machines broke down. The rain fell. The door was closed. And the seas were full of creatures and ships coming and going.

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“All afternoon I have prepared my body / For the body of none.” Lucie Brock-Broido

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In me life is profound. The early hours find me pale from having lived the night of deep dreams. Though sometimes I float on a visible shoal that has beneath it dark blue almost black depths. That is why I write to you. On a waft of thick seaweed and in the tender wellspring of love. Clarice Lispector · Água Viva (1973)

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Loverless and inexpectant of love, I was as safe from spies in my heart-poverty, as the beggar from thieves in his destitution of purse. Charlotte Brontë

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Viggo Helsted (Danish, 1861–1926), "Coastal Scenery with Breakers", 1911

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Anaïs Nin in a diary entry dated July 14 1921, from The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin: 1920-1923

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night comes, estrangement has wearied me where did they go those dreams     of dragons?

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'Magdalen Cloisters in the Summer'. Francis Hamel. 2024.

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The Evening Angel (1848) by Alexandre Cabanel

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Sylvia Plath, in a diary entry dated 1 October 1957, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath