"there the faint signs are left, coins of time and water, debris, celestial ash and the irreplaceable rapture of sharing in the labor of solitude and the sand."
-pablo neruda
-pablo neruda
You are drowning but knowing so will not help you.
Omen
by Joseph Campana
Outside, and without warning,
the inexplicable raised its ugly
head. The temperature went,
again, and the sun went too:
all south. And wouldn’t you
know a single dark crow was
sitting on a gravestone like
a vicious monument to patience,
mocking sleep, as if the world
needed more cheap significance.
All night through the woods
rain made the same sullen song
because the world had drunk
and drunk and drunk it in. All
the bottles are empty: all the
storm clouds have given up.
You are not yourself a form
of truth. You are drowning but
knowing so will not help you.
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All creative art is magic, is evocation of the unseen in forms persuasive, enlightening, familiar and surprising, for the edification of mankind, pinned down by the conditions of its existence to the earnest consideration of the most insignificant tides of reality.
— Joseph Conrad (via nihilnoetia) (via booklover)
Source: nathanielstuart
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