Cea careia i s-au intins toate acestea se simte asa de umila, intr-o asemenea bogatie de detalii si imagini, si sugestii, ca si cand vietile celorlalti ar pluti si s-ar invarti,intr-adevar, printre noi, ca un vis in care vrei sa intri mai si tot mai adanc, sa decoperi tot mai multe lucruri, sa auzi TOATE soaptele lumii, cum se incerca uneori in acele filme cu sunetul suprapus. de atatea ori, draga, merg pe strada si, cand nu sunt prea obosita astfel incat sa imi pun castile, aud franturi de conversatii, si le leg intre ele, faceam asta din liceu, apoi,mai ales,in facultate, si le luam si pe cale auzite pe la ferestre,cuplandu-le cu hainele care erau intinse la uscat-si incercam sa pun totul cap la cap- dar nu este oare acest vartej ceva pe care il poti roti ca pe o fotografie in lightroom, in care "camera" primeste doar atata lumina cata iti poate intra, in aceasta plimbare si munca solitara, in par,in haine,in oasele cele subtiri?... draga mea stie cat si cum ii multumesc eu, si am scris despre ploaie, si spuneam acolo ca libertatea si frumusetea cea mare este sa nu uitam sa ii ducem celui iubit umbrela-si uite ca ,aici,am primit una:)
au fost frumoase acele clipe, stateam singura, in masina, si priveam pe geam toata acea dezlantuire, prin valuri de ploaie si ceata care se suprapuneau, dansau, se ridicau _reveland_ ceva de neinchipuit pana atunci, cuvantul acesta, a revela, nu a parut niciodata mai adevarat, mai plin.
iti multumesc, draga mea cu oase subtiri si lumina in priviri
These are slides extracted from the mind of Edgar Allan Poe. Naturally he was inebriated at the time ( he was a writer, after all) and the astonishing slides represent a gauzy reality where Poe could probe languishingly the purblind actions of his umbrella-toting brethren (metaphorically speaking, of course). [Dubious metaphors obscured by the diaphanous silk of dreams and having only the patina of truth. Ed. ] {Brilliant, Herr Editor. Prospero.] Feel free to join the conversation, dearest, or is it too crowded already?
shall i extract from this that you like these slides? :-) this is such great praise (as you must know already, i am a Poe-lover and i remember the long hours and days spent in my youth, languishingly, deeply immersed in all those excruciatingly beautiful stories (i still vividly remember how i fell in love with Ligeia, still one of the loveliest names i can think of).
hello beautiful Roxana yes they are beautiful and the rainpane can lead to so much dreaming of other lives perhaps it is the cleansing power of water that leads us away to other beautiful lives and the rainbow that draws us back again. enjoy your voyage sending you summer kisses.
for me somehow these people seem to occupy their just space in these photographs.
ReplyDeleteso you are a voyeur? (i stop at this and smile imaging all the windows you have gazed out of and how they, because of your presence, must be changed.)
xo
erin
aren't we all? (at least the ones of us with a little more imagination than usual, or/and the ones plagued by "what if"-questions)
Delete:-)
(i smile too)
you have no idea what good it does to me to know you are here, to have your words and your smile like this...
Cea careia i s-au intins toate acestea se simte asa de umila, intr-o asemenea bogatie de detalii si imagini, si sugestii, ca si cand vietile celorlalti ar pluti si s-ar invarti,intr-adevar, printre noi, ca un vis in care vrei sa intri mai si tot mai adanc, sa decoperi tot mai multe lucruri, sa auzi TOATE soaptele lumii, cum se incerca uneori in acele filme cu sunetul suprapus.
ReplyDeletede atatea ori, draga, merg pe strada si, cand nu sunt prea obosita astfel incat sa imi pun castile, aud franturi de conversatii, si le leg intre ele, faceam asta din liceu, apoi,mai ales,in facultate, si le luam si pe cale auzite pe la ferestre,cuplandu-le cu hainele care erau intinse la uscat-si incercam sa pun totul cap la cap- dar nu este oare acest vartej ceva pe care il poti roti ca pe o fotografie in lightroom, in care "camera" primeste doar atata lumina cata iti poate intra, in aceasta plimbare si munca solitara, in par,in haine,in oasele cele subtiri?...
draga mea stie cat si cum ii multumesc eu, si am scris despre ploaie, si spuneam acolo ca libertatea si frumusetea cea mare este sa nu uitam sa ii ducem celui iubit umbrela-si uite ca ,aici,am primit una:)
au fost frumoase acele clipe, stateam singura, in masina, si priveam pe geam toata acea dezlantuire, prin valuri de ploaie si ceata care se suprapuneau, dansau, se ridicau _reveland_ ceva de neinchipuit pana atunci, cuvantul acesta, a revela, nu a parut niciodata mai adevarat, mai plin.
Deleteiti multumesc, draga mea cu oase subtiri si lumina in priviri
These are slides extracted from the mind of Edgar Allan Poe. Naturally he was inebriated at the time ( he was a writer, after all) and the astonishing slides represent a gauzy reality where Poe could probe languishingly the purblind actions of his umbrella-toting brethren (metaphorically speaking, of course). [Dubious metaphors obscured by the diaphanous silk of dreams and having only the patina of truth. Ed. ] {Brilliant, Herr Editor. Prospero.] Feel free to join the conversation, dearest, or is it too crowded already?
ReplyDeleteshall i extract from this that you like these slides? :-)
Deletethis is such great praise (as you must know already, i am a Poe-lover and i remember the long hours and days spent in my youth, languishingly, deeply immersed in all those excruciatingly beautiful stories (i still vividly remember how i fell in love with Ligeia, still one of the loveliest names i can think of).
hello beautiful Roxana yes they are beautiful and the rainpane can lead to so much dreaming of other lives perhaps it is the cleansing power of water that leads us away to other beautiful lives and the rainbow that draws us back again.
ReplyDeleteenjoy your voyage
sending you summer kisses.
hello Madeleine, what a joy to meet you here again, i am sorry for my long absence...
Deleteyes, water, cleansing, rainbow - what can be more joyful? :-)
kisses, back :-)