Lissa: Stillness and silence ... those are qualities I have been finding attractive lately ... Eliot, from Ash Wednesday, "teach us to care and not to care / teach us to be still"....
the heart of night... i imagine a couple of lovers sleeping in the darkest and warmest room of the house, quietly breathing, trying to dream the same dream together, as Horacio and Maga in Cortazar's Rayuela (have you read it? you would fall in love with her, immediately - Maga).
Roxana: You invoke such an attractive scene --- the night this photo was taken was perfect for such thoughts of warmth and closeness in the winter dark, as, indeed, tonight is perfect, as well. I have not read Rayuela, though I have loved some of Cortazar's others -- I will look for it :-)
Only where there is language is there world. --Martin Heidegger
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The word that fits would mime the genesis. --Michel Deguy
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Orpheus. Eurydice. Hermes.
... that a whole world of lament arose, in which
all nature reappeared: forest and valley,
road and village, field and stream and animal;
and that around this lament-world, even as
around the other earth, a sun revolved
and a silent, star-filled heaven, a lament-
heaven, with its own, disfigured stars ...
Ein Klage-Himmel, "a lament-heaven," from Rilke's "Orpheus. Eurydike. Hermes." Poetry's post-rupture, post-lapsus, post-death-of-Eurydice dream of recreating that primal world -- Eden, childhood, Orpheus's singing -- where word and thing were one.
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une lumière dans la nuit et ....le silence !
Bonne nuit James.
there is a certain stillness & silence to this pic
Lady Jo: Merci … et puis je reste silencieux dans la nuit … Belle journée
Lissa: Stillness and silence ... those are qualities I have been finding attractive lately ... Eliot, from Ash Wednesday, "teach us to care and not to care / teach us to be still"....
No fear of the dark, merely apprehension about what it might contain.
Oh I love this, my favourite by far!
Sssshhhhh...
in the quiet ... keeping
the heart of night... i imagine a couple of lovers sleeping in the darkest and warmest room of the house, quietly breathing, trying to dream the same dream together, as Horacio and Maga in Cortazar's Rayuela (have you read it? you would fall in love with her, immediately - Maga).
Martin: Yes, I think I stopped being afraid of the dark a long time ago ... now my fear is that it contains nothing ... and then nothing ...
Sorlil: Oh! :-)
Chrome:
Susan: Some nights the silence settles slowly over everything like a thin black veil dropped from the sky....
Roxana: You invoke such an attractive scene --- the night this photo was taken was perfect for such thoughts of warmth and closeness in the winter dark, as, indeed, tonight is perfect, as well. I have not read Rayuela, though I have loved some of Cortazar's others -- I will look for it :-)
Beautiful!
James: Thank you.
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