oh the blooming forest -
into the blue time of my blood
come, dip your fingers.
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into the blue time of my blood
come, dip your fingers.
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the feeling of beauty is the feeling of 'muga': no-self or ecstasy
Nishida
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the beautiful foolishness of things
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very yummy.
ReplyDeleteInvitation to the Blues.... by Tom Waits
ReplyDeletespring certainly has arrived here on the bridge...
ReplyDeleteblood as time. this needs some serious thought...
ReplyDeletesimplicity:you carry it well.
ps-please do share more info about the template at burge{dot}claire{at}gmail{dot}com
Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit. — Jean Racine
ReplyDeleteJust came back to gaze again, it is totally surreal...
ReplyDeleteI, like Owen, will return to look at this again. I love it so much!
ReplyDeleteUn rêve bleu...J'aime beaucoup les petites fleurs de l'arbre au premier plan.
ReplyDeleteBises,
K'line
das Bild ist wie ein Gemälde und es ist für mich Hoffnung, neues Leben... ein wunderschöner Augenblick!
ReplyDeleteRenée
Un grand peintre impressioniste n'aurait pu renier ce magnifique tableau que tu proposes ici chère Roxana...
ReplyDeleteJ'aime beaucoup tes couleurs, comment dirais-je, sombres, foncées, qui font ressortir l'éclat de ces fleurs...
On a toujours l'impression ici d'être dans un rêve, dans un univers onirique... C'est impressionant d'avoir cette sensation à chaque fois que je viens sur ta page d'écriture poétique of dreams...:)
Bises rêvées sur le coin d'une oreille...:)
Ben quoi ! Van Gogh aurait peut-être aimé !
Bises...
Every picture since you came back has been stunning.
ReplyDeletefrumos! imi place cum te joci cu contrastele puternice cu culorile vii mai ales aici!
ReplyDeletespooky!
ReplyDeleteI am here, in this expressionist forest under this beautiful burst of flowers (a bit like the early Kandinsky, I think) ... such a wonderful spring on the Bridge, I linger....
ReplyDeletethank you for the yummy visit, D*fusion!
ReplyDeleteOwen - i can't relate the lyrics to the picture, but who cares, Tom Waits is always great :-)
(so happy that you came back to it)
Michael, thank you for stopping by, spring seems indeed unavoidable!
Claire, thank you - no, actually this is more an exception than the rule, my achieving simplicity in my words, i am glad if it worked now. i will write soon.
Prospero:
ReplyDeleteTu sais, ma passion, que, pourpre et déjà mûre,
Chaque grenade éclate et d’abeilles murmure ;
Et notre sang, épris de qui le va saisir,
Coule pour tout l’essaim éternel du désir.
À l’heure où ce bois d’or et de cendres se teinte.
(Mallarmé)
Thank you, Lydia, that's so nice of you...
K'line, moi aussi :-)
bisous
Renée, ich mag die deutschen Expressionisten so sehr, das Bild ist ihnen gewidmet...
Vielen vielen Dank und ein wunderschoenes Wochenende wuensche ich Dir...
ah, Jeff, van Gogh aurait peut-etre aime, tu penses? quel compliment extraordinaire :-) et si tu aimes toi-aussi, qu'est-ce que je pourrais desirer davantage?
je t'embrasse...
dear Susan, your words mean so much to me!
I.B, din cand in cand ma apuca nebunia culorilor tari :-)
b, what exactly is spooky here? i didn't get this.
James, when you come linger on the Bridge, time should stop.
:-)
remarkable
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