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A winsome girl strides slowly on ye round stone lane, alone in ye pale lamp light like silvery mist in ye dusk, brown leaves with wavy lobes & saw-toothed red leaves with short-pointed lobes over the damp green grass & the gray broken slabs. Then she...
… grass & gloaming sky like blue green grey sea … … sometimes she walked or floated along the red or grey brick traces, ever so slowly, & sometimes above the grass, slowly, & sometimes along the wooden barrier, ever so slowly, ever deeply loved, though...
«Oh, how like in feature to the Goddesses above!» Homer (Translated by William Cowper) … blue grey haze of sadness in her eyes as blue grey as a cloudy sky at dusk / love shadows, gambling cards, green cloth / both alone & afar, she walks away & he stands...
No word for beauty—no word for stabbing wringing horror. Time flowing here at the hotel— swelling, mined from ye inside— Here, from stale, gone by concepts of time and so-called reality we brake loose for awhile— Only a dismal memory brings us back filling...
Le conclusioni di Edmond Faral, appoggiate sopra questi argomenti, sono parzialmente condivise da Roger Sherman Loomis, a giudizio del quale avallach non è un nome comune che significa «frutteto», bensì un nome proprio che, nelle forme Aballac e Aballach,...
… a vacant lot …… looking towards the setting sun …… a land beyond the worldsnow-covered and blue-shaded in winterwith wastes wilds and a long low ravine …… grasslands and moorlands and downs …… thickets and groves jungles and forests,swamps and canebrakes...
… looking through times & space breeze, refuge—felicity, an adventure world, & the dreaming outlandish voices & people in the park are ravens, beside the park bench, where he sees in the distance, far is the shore of that hedge, but something marries...
Et lors vit entor lui si grant plenté d’oisiaus que tous li airs entor lui en fu couverrs, et estoient plus noir que onques rien qu’eust veue. Robert de Boron, Perceval Very heavy rain began to fall before she was seen at dusk above ye crossway or near...
… hushed like dreams, or visions, or mirages, two inscape shapes unlike & alike shipwreckingly crash through the breezy blue-grey gloaming unbeheld by people in the park, wholly unaware as well of many other things, not only unviewed, unseeable, unthought-of...
Si apprende che l’isola di Glastonbury era chiamata anche Insula Avalloniae soltanto più tardi, in De antiquitate Glastoniensis ecclesiae, in cui si legge che alcune provincie meridionali dell’Inghilterra erano state occupate da dodici fratelli provenienti...
And shadows of shapeless dreams abide Where life may abide no more Algernon Charles Swinburne … prophecy as no more than fleeting dreams, fragile south, looking through times & space, mother giving the divine meaning / virtue and light, drawn from things...
Oltre ai passi elencati di seguito, ho utilizzato Goffredo di Monmouth, Goodrich, Markale, Pomponio Mela, Seppilli. Citazioni. Graf, pp. 16-18, 25-27, 101. Pomponio Mela, De Situ Orbis, III, 6. Pound, Cantos, I:3. Markale, p. 253. Seppilli, p. 480. Goodrich,...
Whilst mists arise above dark winding ditches Out of the oak shades of her faraway-looking eyes Her auburn light shines upon a green wooded land Evening Star To a black crow flapping its wings on the field afar Her pale face smiles whilst her dark cloak...
… and where the shift is made slash marks the spot … William S. Burroughs / a land where the wind alone is there on ye silent smiling curses, controlling the poisoned seas, that mysterious sea lit not too far from him, & this grey island / mysterious...
Streams never wear away. Our memories are coming afloat in a stream of thought—here. That’s something you tend to forget. A young man, a young woman, walking one beside the other. An old ceiling cobweb —Horror—Unceasing wailing. «The first thing I saw,...
… whilst he sits quietly on a park bench in a drab grey suit, grey blue eyes looking blankly around as twilight draws near, parents & children & joggers & loafers & walkers with dogs are not aware of him, as he seems to shift otherwhen through ye rifts...
… Tanks are crawling in ye medieval streets of ye ancient town– Unmoving, strained, alone, I sit—the sun of march, 1977, drills my skin— I had never lived—even playing shadows were no more— Murder did spread itself in a cool darkness of march, 1977— Everything...
Once, while he was desperate and cried, he wrote the following words… «… looking out into the mirror for her, beloved as never before, a smile on her face, so sweet, she looks into my eyes, and I say words of love to her, and she smiles sadly without...
C’est un trou de verdure, où chante une rivière Accrochant follement aux herbes des haillons D’argent; où le soleil, de la montagne fière, Luit: c’est un petit val qui mousse de rayons. Arthur Rimbaud October 30, 1781, Passage of Canada Creek, where the...
A fleeting time for lovers—a fleeting chance of love—for a fleeting time, delight—Love— Here, hanging over an horror and beyond— A farewell—a life as unknown as ever— Hands whirling in the air—Against this bewitching delight a new life shattered itself—We...
She was seen as she walked slowly along the red or grey brick traces. Once she was seen to go around the barrier, on the wooden planks of the bridge, with no sound & no weight, in no hurry, though swift as flashing shades. She stared silently faraway...
Response Seduto nella sua stanzetta. Quello che vede non gli piace. Uscire a sbadilare strame con gli altri non gli piace. Sa che non è una bella vita, lui. Guardare dalla finestra è già sopportazione più che sufficiente. Sorride, gira le spalle alla...
… for a long time a spy on her land, on the mysterious sea lit by stars … … built there a temple dedicated to the underworld gateway —a sacred spring or well, a cup, attended by a sisterhood of nine for those who sail towards the mysterious realms and...
Paris 20:14 Rue des Ecoles Café de Paris stalking on strangely scraped stones—sort of blood on the leaves a few getting onto Holiday Street drinking new age pinballs outside each voice stirred up somewhat and time-travels everywhen and a visage inside...
Inafferrabili e indeterminati, gli UFO si sottraggono alla conoscenza scientifica e filosofica: come per i miracoli, la loro esistenza e la loro natura possono essere testimoniate o negate, ma non dimostrate né conosciute. Ciò tuttavia non implica che...