quinta-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2009

15 October 1923, 9 Clarence Gate Gdns
Dear Bertie,
I was delighted to get your letter. It gives me very great pleasure to know that you like the Waste Land, and especially Part V which in my opinion is not only the best part, but the only part that justifies the whole, at all. It means a great deal to me that you like it.
T. S. Eliot
to Bertrand Russell

quarta-feira, 30 de dezembro de 2009

Rupert Brooke by Sherril Schell, 1913

Flora Poetica

Just as leaning from my taxicab my breath reaches for the back of your neck
Travel, Frank O'Hara

terça-feira, 29 de dezembro de 2009

Violent proclivities

you are smiling, you are emptying the world so we can be alone
Now that I am in Madrid and can think, Frank O'Hara, 1960

segunda-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2009

quarta-feira, 16 de dezembro de 2009

To love her was to be soothed.
Atonement, Ian McEwan

sexta-feira, 11 de dezembro de 2009

Rainy Day Women

My daddy is a handsome devil

quarta-feira, 9 de dezembro de 2009

Sousa Lopes, A Blusa Azul (detail)
Tudo será vaidade, debaixo do Sol
Fiama Hasse Pais Brandão

Nina Leen for Life Magazine
Gosto da gota d'água que se equilibra
na folha rasa, tremendo ao vento.

Todo o universo, no oceano do ar, secreto vibra:
e ela resiste, no isolamento.
Epigrama N.º 5, Cecília Meireles
George Romney, Lady Hamilton as Circe, c. 1782

segunda-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2009

The weight of the world is love.

Remember the Day

The Trembling of the Veil, Allen Ginsberg

domingo, 6 de dezembro de 2009

sexta-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2009

quinta-feira, 3 de dezembro de 2009

Tudo era assim, quando vivi.
Fiama Hasse Pais Brandão
Pretty as can be

quarta-feira, 2 de dezembro de 2009

The sheltering sky

segunda-feira, 30 de novembro de 2009

"I was standing in front of you for a few seconds, you actually saw me. You looked [at me] fleetingly. And, you did not recognize me." She felt invisible.
Hannah Arendt Martin Heidegger, Elzbieta Ettinger

Elliott Erwitt, Valencia, Spain

domingo, 29 de novembro de 2009

sábado, 28 de novembro de 2009

Oh, eu queria ficar aqui,
Anoitecer, Cecília Meireles

sexta-feira, 27 de novembro de 2009

My heart has made its mind up and I'm afraid it's you.
Valentine, Wendy Cope

Pretty as can be

François-Hubert Drouais, Madame de Pompadour at her Tambour Frame, 1763-4

quinta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2009

Heidegger's first letter to Hannah, dated 10 February 1925, bears the formal salutation "Dear Miss Arendt". Keeping a courteous distance he declared his respect for her, praised the qualities of her mind and soul, and asked only that she let him help her to remain faithful to herself.
Hannah Arendt Martin Heidegger, Elzbieta Ettinger
Writers in their married bliss

quarta-feira, 25 de novembro de 2009

He smiled forgiveness.

terça-feira, 24 de novembro de 2009

I’ve just one ambition in life: I aspire to go on and on being boring
Wendy Cope

Home down the quiet evening roads under the quiet skies,
Not saying much,
You for a moment giving me your eyes
When you could bear my touch.
My Heart Is Lame, Charlotte Mew
Writers in their married bliss

segunda-feira, 23 de novembro de 2009

Girl Reading, Harold Knight

sábado, 21 de novembro de 2009

The first person is often the lover who
says I never knew anyone like you
The listener is the beloved She whispers
Who? Me?
Grace Paley

sexta-feira, 20 de novembro de 2009

We were poorish and lonely and awkward together.
The Sea, The Sea, Iris Murdoch

quinta-feira, 19 de novembro de 2009

Francesca Woodman, Self-portrait at thirteen, 1972-1975
The sea is golden, speckled with white points of light lapping with a sort of mechanical self-satisfaction under a pale green sky. How huge it is, how empty, this great space for which I have been longing all my life.
Still no letters.
The Sea, The Sea, Iris Murdoch
Rainy day women

But the sky looks cold, even the sun looks cold.
The Sea, The Sea, Iris Murdoch

quarta-feira, 18 de novembro de 2009

Rainy day women

terça-feira, 17 de novembro de 2009

Now no Englishman, however phlegmatic, can have his hand dabbed with iodine without, momentarily at any rate, falling in love.
On Guard, Evelyn Waugh
This is just to say

My heart belongs to this photograph

segunda-feira, 16 de novembro de 2009

Vem, sempre vem

sexta-feira, 13 de novembro de 2009

And as long as you are here, I am too.
'Cause you're not Dylan and I know we really do get along.

quinta-feira, 12 de novembro de 2009

I need the company of people who don't exist.
Paulo Nozolino, Lisboa, 1981