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

These fragments I have shored against my ruins.  -T.S. Eliot
Showing posts with label Vladimir Nabokov. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vladimir Nabokov. Show all posts

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

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

The ecstatic love of a young writer



















Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.
—Charles Bukowski



Image: Dirk Nijland, Angler on the river Maas, Rotterdam

Title: Nod to Vladimir Nabokov