These fragments I have shored against my ruins. -T.S. Eliot

These fragments I have shored against my ruins.  -T.S. Eliot

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

The sky runs toward me, laughing like a child





I really don't know clouds at all.
-Joni Mitchell

Image: Found
Title: Yves Bonnefoy, from “The Painter Named Snow”

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Both eager and afraid to fall in




















That uncrossable gulf between home and away.
-Steve Himmer, excerpt from The Importance of Unwritten Postcards

Image: Jan and Hubert Van Eyck, L’Agneau Mystique (The Ghent Altarpiece), 1432
Title: Rainer Maria Rilke, from Early Journals

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Sight


















Elsewhere unseen.

Image: Molly Taylor sorts through a pile of eyes, London, 1933

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

They would rather be trees














There are friendships like circuses, waterfalls, libraries.
-Vladimir Nabokov, Bend Sinister

Image: Érik Desmazières for The Library of Babel by Jorge Luis Borges2000
Title: Margaret Atwood, Men With the Heads of Eagles

Saturday, May 4, 2013

The word within a word, unable to speak a word




















Perhaps the music Schopenhauer had in mind is music eliminated to non-music. A whisper would suffice. Perhaps a sigh of fatigue or resignation, perhaps a moan of despair or sorrow. Perhaps a sound just articulate enough that it could be heard to dissipate.

-Eugene Thacker, Cosmic Pessimism 

Image: Arnold Newman, Violin shop : patterns on table, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, 1941
Title: T.S. Eliot from the poem, “Gerontion”