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

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

Saturday, February 22, 2014

On the white page with infinite margins, the space they measure is all incantation























“The hardest thing of all to see is what is really there."
-J.A. Baker, The Peregrine 


Image: Cheryle St. Onge 
Title: St. John Perse

Sunday, February 16, 2014

I studied the little girl and at last rediscovered my mother
























A novel is not a place one passes through; it is a place one inhabits.
-Paulin Limayrac, “Du Roman acuel et de nos romanciers,” Revue des deux mondes from The Arcades Project
Image: Sergio Larrain, Passage Bavestrello, Valparaiso, Chili, 1952
Title: Selina Mayer

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

I paint them because they’re cheaper than models and they don’t move

























     We are pressed flowers in heavy books.
-Andrea Gibson
Image: Unknown (India)
Title: Georgia O’Keefe 

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

An invincible summer























    
Sometimes, a seemingly insignificant detail reveals a whole world. Like the messages hidden by spies in the dot of an i.
-Pierre Cordier

Title: Albert Camus
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Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Looking from outside into an open window
























“I think that poems that have direct meanings—that’s a very dull poet, an extremely dull poet, and a person who is writing like he or she sees. That isn’t what you’re ever writing. You never write what you see. You see it, you just don’t write it. You write something else. And there’s always something else.”
-Barbara Guest
Image: Cristian Schloe, Portrait of a Heart
Title: Charles Baudelaire, Windows