“I lay in the grass, feeling the great distances open above me, and wondered what I would become and where I would find myself, and though I barely existed, I felt for an instant that the vast star-clustered sky was mine, and I heard my name as if for the first time.”
My name by Mark Strand
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“To cause vibrations in the soul.” — Wassily Kandinsky
Composition VIII, 1923
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Music © The Kandinsky Effect
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“The final ballot-shower from East to West—the paradox and conflict,
The countless snow-flakes falling—(a swordless conflict,
Yet more than all Rome's wars of old, or modern Napoleon's:) the peaceful choice of all,
Or good or ill humanity—welcoming the darker odds, the dross” - Walt Whitman
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The purpose of poetry is to restore to mankind the possibility to wonder.
— Octavio Paz
Discovering Jim Moore. Like other poets, he loves the world through paying attention and noticing what most overlook. I think this poem is a beautiful example of his noticing. Hushed and reflective. Lovely.
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"Please choose joy. Wear the outfit. Order dessert. Watch the sunset. Laugh often and loudly. Light that candle you're saving. Dance in your kitchen. Celebrate the small stuff. Take road trips. Tell people you love them. Smile at strangers. Do things that scare you. Say yes to adventures—big and small. Life is short. Choose joy whenever you can.” ~Blue Iris
It’s funny how things you’ve read come back to you months later. What we read stays with us. Those words are written on your heart and come back to you when they are needed.
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Think not of the books you’ve bought as a “to be read” pile. Instead, think of your bookcase as a wine cellar. You collect books to be read at the right time, the right place, and the right mood.
— Luc van Donkersgoed
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The instrumental chorus at the end of "Scheherazade" (Op. 35), composed by Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov, is truly one of the most sublime and moving moments in the entire history of classical music.
“There is little time left.
None for a drink at the local bistro.
None for a pointless stroll,
None for a change of clothes.
We must get down to work: mail the pajamas…” - Mark Strand
Make a little room for absurdity 😉



























