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This is quite useless » To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.

Don’t forget to write me a postcard from outer space

Don’t forget to write me a postcard from outer space

okay ?

 

Ask the question

Ask the question

even if there’s no answer yet.

 

On living

On living

by Nâzım Hikmet Ran.   I . Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel, for example- I mean without looking for something beyond and above …

 

it is !

it is !

how can this be this ever so pure thing about a man ? his ability to withdraw from the world and struggle with destiny, or to enter the world’s …

 

Les habits neufs de l’Empereur

Les habits neufs de l’Empereur

De Hans-Christian Andersen. Il y a de longues années vivait un empereur qui aimait par-dessus tout les beaux habits neufs ; il dépensait tout son argent pour …

 

Rêverie

Rêverie

de Jacques Prévert. Pauvre joueur de bilboquet A quoi penses-tu Je pense aux filles aux mille bouquets Je pense aux filles aux mille beaux culs.

 

I love you

I love you

by Nâzım Hikmet Ran. . I kneel down: I look at the earth, the grass, insects, little stems blooming with blues. You are like the spring earth, my love, I’m looking at …

 

Cards only

Cards only

tu veux prendre le train, tu payes par carte, tes yeux sculptent les vieillards, la vieillesse, n’est-ce pas de la sculpture, et post-moderne ? les interprètes-tu ces …

 

The Jazz !

The Jazz !

By Hh. The bushwa, the clangor, the groove, it got her moving well past her years, rolling out peach tarts and rhubarb grins to satisfy the …

 

Sens

Sens

Comment est-ce que tu te sens sans couleur juste comme une amibe ?