early summer can be a particularly sweet season
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She was like a woman of Leonardo da Vinci’s, whom we love not so much for herself as for the things that she will not tell us.
from A Room with a View by E.M. Forster, 1908
Thoughts in a line
buttercups in the grass
dreams in a thunderstorm
shells in a bowl
gratitude in a breath
Lately, in images
Memory
his memory
crawls into
her mind,
winding and binding
and finding a way
into her stilled
and hollow heart
Art
nature is art
A good day
it was grey and rainy,
the fog clinging to our wet coats,
but we laughed over breakfast–
later collecting rose buds,
maiden hair ferns
and a wooden mushroom
Things in real life visiting my dreams
floating yellow balloons
silver buckets of china dolls
tiny lemon cakes
hives in abandoned cars
bucks in the woods
She Was
she was made happy by the sun,
and the dawning night,
the sprouting greens in the garden,
and the laughter of everyone around her
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On days like this, the clouds probably absorbed the sounds from the surface of the earth. And not just sounds. All kinds of things. Perceptions, for example.
From, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami, 1997
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