June 2012
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'The City in Which I Loved You' by Li Young Lee
And when, in the city in which I love you, even my most excellent song goes unanswered, andI mount the scabbed streets, the long shouts of avenues, and tunnel sunken night in search of you… That I negotiate fog, bituminous rain rining like teeth into the beggar’s tin, or two men jackaling a third in some alley weirdly lit by a couch on fire, that I drag my extinction in search of...
This is great. →
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Mutato nomine, de te fabula narratur.
– Horace
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To think, when one is no longer young, when one is not yet old, that one is no...
– Samuel Beckett (‘Watt’, 1953) 21
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Clip from 'Monsieur Ibrahim et les fleurs du... →
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They told me that when I was taken to the sea’s edge, for the first time, I...
– Gwen Harwood (excerpt from ‘At Mornington’)
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The Death Rattle →
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"If a woman's hair seems black and curly, she will... →
Hah, bring it.
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‘White Space’ by Jym Davis With headphones on.
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A scene from ‘Bibliothèque Pascal’ (2010) !
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'Father Hunger: Fathers, Daughters, and the... →
“The emptiness, and resulting food and body image disorders, experienced by women whose fathers were physically or emotionally absent.” Oh god. In the ‘Self-Help’ section again.
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'There Will Come Soft Rains' by Ray Bradbury →
Ray Bradbury (August 22, 1920 – June 5, 2012), R.I.P. Death coincided with the Transit of Venus.
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