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Feist - Brandy Alexander
a picture of Leslie Feist at Jazz fest yesterday. I didn’t take it, but I was there. awesome performance.
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“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.” - John Keats
“We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.” - Carl Sagan
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We are faithful
only to the imagination. What the
imagination
seizes
as beauty must be truth. What holds you
to what you see of me is
that grasp alone.—Denise Levertov, from “Everything That Acts Is Actual” in Poems 1940-1960 (New Directions, 1957)
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I imagine this midnight moment’s forest:
Something else is alive
Beside the clock’s loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move.—Ted Hughes, opening lines to “The Thought-Fox” from The Hawk in the Rain (Faber & Faber, 2003)
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The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,
for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on its brow
of the flower
and retell it in words and in touch
it is lovely
until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing;—Galway Kinnell, opening lines to “Saint Francis and the Sow” from Mortal Acts, Mortal Words (Houghton Mifflin, 1980)
