April 2012
7 posts
“but writing down the words
alters what I want to remember
that which had no words
was a living breathing image
so now I have two versions of the same
today I can superimpose them
but tomorrow when I’m gone
only the words are left
signs evoking something
that no eye sees any more” —
alters what I want to remember
that which had no words
was a living breathing image
so now I have two versions of the same
today I can superimpose them
but tomorrow when I’m gone
only the words are left
signs evoking something
that no eye sees any more” —
Remco Campert, from “Memo” (translated by Donald Gardner)
I love this. So much.
“
This summer which
only consisted of your
absence -
I felt you everywhere
even in the fur
of a cat that had strayed far from home
even in the draught coming from
the metro shaft
All those endearments,
embraces between us -
I’ll never be able
to make you feel them.
“It’s easy to feel like you’ve got nothing to wear, but it’s also a signal of identity problems. If you’ve got a well-developed sense of identity, you tend to know what’s you no matter what the trends. Nothing I buy ever looks new, because I have my look down, and it’s classic.”
—Anjelica Huston (via coffeestainedcashmere)
