December 2011
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Watchsoftcollapse:
Deaf Center, Hunted Twice
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cities:
‘The words of others are mistakes of our hearing, shipwrecks of our understanding. How confidently we believe in our meanings of other people’s words. We hear death in words they speak to express sensual bliss. We read sensuality and life in words they drop from their lips without the slightest intention of being profound.
The voice of brooks that you interpret, pure explicator…the...
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Watchdataobscura:
Marsen Jules and Anders Weberg
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dataobscura:
The hours of August still wind you in scents of the mild garden air, Ivy and speedwell still bind you A wreath for your wind-tangled hair. Like gold is the wavering wheat, though Perhaps less exultant and full, Late-blooming roses still great, though The sheen of their colours grew dull. Then let us conceal what defies us And turn to felicity, for The one thing which is not denied...
