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"Where the slag of world crumbles cooling/ In thunders and rainy portents."

Delmira Agustini: Ofrendando El Libro

(to Eros)

Because you make the lioness your dog,
O stronger than Life, and bind her fast within
the rose-chain of your arm.

Because your body is the root, the knot
uniting the discordant stems of those
caladiums--pleasure and pain.

Because there blossoms in your beautiful firm
hands, as on a brooch of mystic diamonds,
the so intoxicating lily of Death.

Because higher than Space I can see you,
O bridge of fragrance, melody and light
connecting hell and heaven.

--With resplendent spirit and somber flesh...

(my translation: 1990)

Old Paris, Eugène Atget, 1890's.

"Oligarch writing a NYT op ed indistinguishable from the thoughts of a Philip K Dick character based on the stupidest guy he worked with at a TV repair shop in Berkeley in the early 50s" --via

The art of the prescription drug commercial, detailed oil painting, egon schiele.