Beasts Bounding Through Time | A poem by Charles Bukowski, 1986
. Van Gogh writing his brother for paints Hemingway testing his shotgun Celine going broke as a doctor of medicine...
. Van Gogh writing his brother for paints Hemingway testing his shotgun Celine going broke as a doctor of medicine...
Lewis Morley, Glasgow, 1964 “Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak...
Paul Klee, Senecio, 1922 She is all there. She was melted carefully down for you and cast up from...
I love the silent hour of night,For blissful dreams may then arise,Revealing to my charmed sightWhat may not bless my...
Ἡ γῆ εἶναι σίγουρη για μας Μόνο που η γη δεν εἶναι σίγουρη Ἂν ὅμως διαλυόταν κατά την ἀπουσία μας,...
Bastian Kalous “I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not...
"...we're all beautiful golden sunflowers inside..." Allen Ginsberg (Sunflower Sutra, 1955) Vincent van Gogh, Les Tournesols, 1888 Egon Schiele, Sunflowers,...
anon The night knows nothing of the chants of night. It is what it is as I am what I...
unknown XIII "Lightly, lightly, very lightly A wind passes very lightly. And goes away, always very lightly. And I don’t...
Arthur Rackham I will go alone over the mountain, And none shall know my way; Because who would see my...