Sans en avoir l’air je réponds de la sorte à la question "Où va la Poésie?" Elle va à nous rendre habitable l’inhabitable, respirable, l’irrespirable.
Henri Michaux
Photo by Tamara Mchedlishvili
I saw a tree dancing in the wind, and it said to me, ‘I’m not doing this to entertain you, but to remind you of what life is - a dance in the wind!
Michael Bassey Johnson,
'Song of a Nature Lover'
Painting by Ivaylo Voshtinarov
We don’t have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds.
Anaïs Nin
Photo by Fabien Bravin,
'Flowers of Innocence'
The dream of my life is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees to learn something by being nothing.
Mary Oliver
photo by me,
Rosario's river beach ♡
O lonely watcher of the skies,
Do you hear the night wind and the sighs,
Of harps playing unto Love to unclose,
The pale gates of sunrise?
James Joyce
Photo by Quin Schrock
I don’t know about birds
nor do I know the history of fire.
But I believe that my solitude should have wings.
Alejandra Pizarnik
Photo by Inox Lord on Instagram
O gato esfrega os olhos, abre uma janela, e voa toda a noite, de barriga para cima...
e então acendem fogos que, uma vez por ano, formam cortejo em direcção à Lua...
Mário Cesariny
Illustration by Marina Marcolin
Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And the petal falling from the rose, and the light flickering as we sit silent.
Virginia Woolf
Photo by Dmitri Annenkov
Often when I imagine you your wholeness cascades into many shapes. You run like a herd of luminuos deer and I am dark, I am forest.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Book of Hours
Photo by Steve Mackay
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But only those who have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these.
T.S. Eliot
Love thou the wind
And here take warning
That dreams alone can truly be,
For 'tis in dream I come to thee.
Ezra Pound,
"The Song"
Photo by Ildiko Neer
"Land of Dreams"
We all have our time machines, don't we. Those that take us back are memories... And those that carry us forward, are dreams.
H.G. Wells
Photo by Helena Moore,
'Nostalgia'
The yellow glistens.
It glistens with various yellows,
Citrons, oranges and greens
Flowering over the skin.
Wallace Stevens
Painting by Catherine Hyde,
'The apple sweet summer'
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Rabindranath Tagore
Photo by Bao Tran Trung
Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.
Plato
Photo by Kültür Tava
This morning, the sun endures past dawn. I realise that it is August: the summer's last stand.
Sara Baume,
'A Line Made By Walking'
Art by Hugo Keller
'Sunny Day in Provence'
Life is a lot more fragile than we think. So you should treat others in a way that leaves no regrets. Fairly, and if possible, sincerely.
Haruki Murakami
Art by Teis Albers,
'Late Bloomer'
Os sonhos dela à luz do dia
fazem os sóis evaporar-se,
fazem-me rir, chorar e rir,
falar sem ter nada a dizer.
Paul Eluard,
'Algumas das Palavras'
Foto: Joseph Walton
We're both looking at the same moon, in the same world.
We're connected to reality by the same line.
All I have to do is quietly draw it towards me.
Haruki Murakami
Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and life to everything.
Plato
Mosaic painting by Irina Charny,
'Journey'