February 2012
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love
tomgallacher:
My love for you has gone beyond poetry, beyond imagination, beyond pride, beyond love-talk, beyond hummed song, beyond art, beyond laughter-music, beyond joy, beyond loveliness, beyond grief, beyond agony, beyond reason, beyond nature, beyond the great surging world.
Sorley Maclean
“I spoke of the beauty of your face
yesterday and today, not often but always;...”
– Sorley Maclean (via tomgallacher)
XIV The Selling of a Soul A poet struggling with... →
tomgallacher:
XIV The Selling of a Soul
A poet struggling with the world’s condition, prostitution of talents and the bondage with which the bulk of men have been deceived, I am not, I think, one who would say that the selling of the soul would give respite.
But I did say to myself, and not once, that I…
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wrote an article & it got published here →
November 2011
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October 2011
2 posts
“There are long periods in the lives of all of us, and of the saints, when the...”
– Flannery O’Connor (via tomgallacher)
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September 2011
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Demoralising (in both senses)
A politics emptied of substantive moral engagement makes for an impoverished civic life. It is also an open invitation to narrow, intolerant moralisms. Fundamentalists rush in where liberals fear to tread. (Michael Sandel Justice: What’s the right thing to do?
This fairly accurately describes the current political situation in Australia: from debates about the carbon tax, to asylum...
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“What we admire is the disposition to see and bear one’s life circumstance...”
– Michael Sandel Justice: What’s the right thing to do?
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The Land of Giants
via Choi + Shine Architects
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“HURRAHING IN HARVEST
Summer ends now; now barbarous in beauty, the stooks rise...”
– Gerard Manley Hopkins
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losing love is like a window in your heart,...
August 2011
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“I went to Fortune’s; found nobody in the house but Captain James Gordon of...”
– James Boswell, 4 November 1774
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a gift...
Mark Rothko Nº37 Red
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“Look at me from the depths of the earth,
tiller of fields, weaver, reticent...”
– from Pablo Nerudo’s Canto XII from the Heights of Macchu Picchu
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Velvet Underground - I’m Beginning to See...
July 2011
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Help me, I think I’m falling in love...
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“Why should there be hunger and privation in any land, in any city, at any table...”
– Martin Luther King (via tomgallacher)
Amen.
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l 'étranger
Chungwoon Choi
Part 1, chapter 1: ’Now, in the full glare of the morning sun, with everything shimmering in the heat haze, there was something inhuman, discouraging, about this landscape’
Matthew Richardson
Part 1, chapter 2: ’I decided to go for a swim … In the water I met Marie Cordona … I had the whole sky in the eyes’
Anne-Marie Jones
Part...
June 2011
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Where Do You Go To (My Lovely) - Peter Sarstedt
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anyone lived a pretty how town (up so many bells...
One can rely on prudence of his decisions
There’s no earthly explanation
Downfall
It’s common knowledge
Basic Object Orientation Knowledge System
Twentyfourseven #21
Rene Guneriussen
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"Time held me green and dying though I sang in my...
Elana Herzog
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"His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow...
Sam Hessamian-Between Stations
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May 2011
21 posts
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On happiness
…but then happiness is repetitious, while pain is marked by crises which sear the memory. Happiness survives only in the odd incident. Being happy is almost like making love: one attains a state of blissful ‘nothing’—one does not remember, one remembers only happiness, a state of contentment.
We were happy.
[Graham Greene in conversation with Marie-Françoise...
