Category: language

those of loveliness, 
In which each tree  
Is kingly in its heritage of grace. 

I could see an undulating ribbon, a road that kept flowing outside of the frame, outside of the world. – Olga Tokarczuk

a place that, despite reconstruction, still belonged to the dead. […] (full of) traces imprinted in space. – Olga Tokarczuk

“We steppin’ out (to put stars up)” — Sparkles, Shabazz Palaces

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It is the opposite to staring into the Sun–where an infinite amount of light obliterates; but similar in that the obliteration (flares, bleeds, and streaks through the image) reshapes how we see and how we relate to the finite, the material, and even incompleteness(?).

spectral presences which rise in twilight in woods made of sky [shade, leaves] and branches.

Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf.