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"This rose became a bandanna, which became a house, which became infused with all passion, which became a hideaway, which became yes I would like to have dinner, which became hands, which became lands, shores, beaches, natives on the stones, staring and wild beasts in the trees, chasing the hats of lost hunters, and all this deserves a tone.” - Kenneth Koch
via: themusedaily
image: the drifter and the gypsy

from: 1910 (Intermezzo)

Don’t ask me any questions.  I’ve seen how things

that seek their way find their void instead.

There are spaces that ache in the uninhabited air…

Poet in New York

Federico Garcia Lorca

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