23.3.14

It takes strength...

It's so easy to laugh 
It’s so easy to hate 
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
In the 18th and 19th centuries, wealthy British and European lovers exchanged eye miniatures,
love tokens that captured the gaze of the recipients significant other. They were worn on the lapel as to be close to the heart.
Less than 1,000 are thought to exist, often both the owner of the piece and the subject within it are never identified.

22.3.14

startling...

To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
Katrien De Blauwer|Couleur Pâle

21.3.14

spiral...

The path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral.
You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.

20.3.14

leavened heart….

I had hushed conversations with the moon
about a love that would leaven my heart.
And then you came,
latched onto my heart and burrowed deep to its seed.
A budding has sprouted out of my mouth
- a cluster of flowers dressed as your name.
— leavened heart - Tapiwa Mugabe
Guinevere van Seenus Photographed by Ben Hassett for Dior Magazine.

18.3.14

Never...

Never push a loyal person to the point where they no longer care.
Gelatin Silver Love | Kazumi Kurigami | 2009

17.3.14

finales...

What's left is a blur
of sky where the weather
rehearses its own finales.

16.3.14

Seventh time….

He took her note out of his pocket and read it again for the seventh time that day.
As he did, he grew exactly the same smile as before.
“Thank you for making me hungry and I’m not talking only about food; you make me hungry in so many wonderful ways.”
 Jonathan Carroll
Typewriter Series #639 by Tyler Knott Gregson

15.3.14

Voices...

Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter’s evening, when dusk almost hides the body,
and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.
'valentino haute couture' photographed by max von gumppenberg & patrick bienert for vogue italia’s couture supplement march 2014.

14.3.14

potted roses….

I held lucid conversations
with a potted rose
Empathizing over falling petals and tears.
How they have similar silenced grace
Unlike fallen angels.
Aren’t we all searching for a love 
that should have been here by now?
I am now practicing intentional piety 
To find strength
To return to sacredness-the sanctity of my being.
— potted roses - Tapiwa Mugabe
Kristen McMenamy by Tim Walker for Vogue Italia October 2012

13.3.14

I wish...

I wish I could throw off the thoughts which poison my happiness.
And yet I take a kind of pleasure in indulging them

Irving Penn

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