tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post6662646450321260265..comments2024-02-22T13:10:05.327+02:00Comments on the floating bridge of dreams: Requiem for DRoxanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-42534894982580523142009-10-17T18:51:13.054+03:002009-10-17T18:51:13.054+03:00Sorlil!
i am so happy you returned :-)Sorlil! <br />i am so happy you returned :-)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-82159839553903996702009-10-17T18:50:37.431+03:002009-10-17T18:50:37.431+03:00multumesc, Danushka...multumesc, Danushka...Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-24442772236854239702009-10-14T11:48:30.985+03:002009-10-14T11:48:30.985+03:00aah to come back to black tulips, perfectaah to come back to black tulips, perfectMarion McCreadyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04657757253873577465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-52883105856238003492009-10-13T13:42:56.969+03:002009-10-13T13:42:56.969+03:00strang in suflet aceste minunate flori si culori.....strang in suflet aceste minunate flori si culori...danushkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13800045988979005406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-5871645861083402642009-10-13T06:44:02.785+03:002009-10-13T06:44:02.785+03:00err..I dunno, maybe reality is more beautiful than...err..I dunno, maybe reality is more beautiful than the doomed dream?<br /><br />But tell me, are you the only person who can see/photograph gentle's hands? I'm beginning to wonder if gentle even really exists.<br /><br />And no, you didn't tell me. You must visit sometime. I know just the place for you. I always take visitors there. There are no more pigeons in Trafalgar square, btw :(<br /><br />[a bit like Mao's no bird policy!}.<br />A bloody nuisance, if you ask me.<br /><br />"some" doesn't always distinguish between categories-I think. As in: these are some lovely photos. Does "some" carry with it, necessarily carry with it, the intention of drawing distinctions? Not sure. <br /><br />Khair...<br /><br />Take care, r.<br /><br />hi! :-)<br /><br />b.billoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10716970909272480118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-43313580651648651732009-10-13T00:50:56.458+03:002009-10-13T00:50:56.458+03:00oh, merc.
i have so often wondered about the abil...oh, merc. <br />i have so often wondered about the ability of the frail human hand to shift the bare world - <br />now i know better. i know this in you and in me.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-71944520207077572472009-10-12T23:00:50.014+03:002009-10-12T23:00:50.014+03:00oh, Owen, you honoured me and this post and merc a...oh, Owen, you honoured me and this post and merc and all of us here with such a beautiful poem... thank you, i don't know how i could answer that. your gesture is so touching. the image of the wind blowing freely through the swaying skirts of a hundred dancing tulip women - and of that little boy trembling with joy, i won't forget them so easily...<br /><br />thank you from all my heart...Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-28218464560806457802009-10-12T22:56:56.167+03:002009-10-12T22:56:56.167+03:00Prospero,
Tu te rappelles quand Rimbaud disait: ...Prospero, <br /><br />Tu te rappelles quand Rimbaud disait: „J'écrivais des silences, des nuits, je notais l'inexprimable. Je fixais des vertiges”? J’ai longtemps pensé que c’était là un pouvoir réservé à la littérature. Comme je me trompais... et maintenant tu vois au-delà de mes vers (quelle inquiétante homonymie, tu as raison), jusqu’au vertige dans mes images... et puis la révolte, oui, elle sera toujours là, une révolte que nourrit peut-être, paradoxalement, un rêve de douceur et de tendresse extrêmes, à jamais atteintes (où perdues au moment même de leur réalisation)...Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-65751148324025587582009-10-12T21:42:09.941+03:002009-10-12T21:42:09.941+03:00My French is not so good as to be able to read it ...My French is not so good as to be able to read it well enough...but I feel the sentiment.<br />And not to single out, but for shear resonance, Owen, I marvel.<br />I am struck strongly by this post and comments, you are all wonderful.<br />Perhaps it shows that if we at least attempt to stretch out our frail human hand, this little act somehow shifts this bare world.<br />And I thank you all, D. would have been overwhelmed...but not for long, She being She and knowing such things innately transpire.<br />Ah Roxana, what can I say of meeting you other than without you I would have not been able to complete Nekyia.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04424066726955708314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-71401838107647051382009-10-12T20:34:48.949+03:002009-10-12T20:34:48.949+03:00Manuela, yes. it's exactly that.
(oh, your fi...Manuela, yes. it's exactly that.<br /><br />(oh, your first comment from that cafe in which you hide from the bright scene of the unsettling new city!)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-28332187121639473702009-10-12T20:32:43.968+03:002009-10-12T20:32:43.968+03:00Kubla, as always you see beyond the visible layers...Kubla, as always you see beyond the visible layers of my pictures. defiance, opposing death with what frail tools we have (memory, perhaps art?). i first looked for my usual kind of pictures, hazier, blurred - but then i felt the urge to go for something entirely different, i needed that rebellion, that explosive affirmation of Joy.<br /><br />thank you again and again.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-28392766094833291592009-10-12T20:28:29.544+03:002009-10-12T20:28:29.544+03:00Oui Jeff, tu as bien compris ce que je voulais exp...Oui Jeff, tu as bien compris ce que je voulais exprimer, d’une part le caractère implacable de toute mort – on est en face de quelque chose qu’on ne peut pas contourner, qui nous écrase avec l’affirmation de sa présence/absence – d’autre part, la seule manière que l’on a pour lutter contre, l’art, la mémoire...<br />c’est pour cela que j’ai choisi des couleurs si vives et si brillantes pour mes photos. <br /><br />Je te remercie pour ton empathie, ta chaleur et pour ton amour de la vie, Jeff.<br /><br />bises...Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-63969609075605225052009-10-12T20:23:24.534+03:002009-10-12T20:23:24.534+03:00merci, K'line, de tout coeur!merci, K'line, de tout coeur!Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-23572357534691381282009-10-12T20:23:09.637+03:002009-10-12T20:23:09.637+03:00James, no, i am stunned that you spend so much tim...James, no, i am stunned that you spend so much time with my little and frail words - which i don't dare to call poems, yet in this case i hope they managed to become a prayer.<br /><br />it is a very special post to me, i struggled to write it, in many ways. <br /><br />thank you.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-23352903251018696612009-10-12T20:17:58.269+03:002009-10-12T20:17:58.269+03:00multumesc, Gabi, ce bine imi pare sa te mai aud :-...multumesc, Gabi, ce bine imi pare sa te mai aud :-)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-50808054269591711462009-10-12T20:17:27.608+03:002009-10-12T20:17:27.608+03:00Peter, did you write that?!
this is indeed very lo...Peter, did you write that?!<br />this is indeed very lovely: "Deities are<br />in your white pale hand".<br /><br />i thank you for a very moving comment, P.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-32401465047096121272009-10-12T20:14:56.584+03:002009-10-12T20:14:56.584+03:00swiss
oh, they are from may :-)
the flower festiva...swiss<br />oh, they are from may :-)<br />the flower festival!<br />(yet we had 28C until two days ago, so warm indeed, and no rain :-P)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-35501044641905955242009-10-12T20:13:26.488+03:002009-10-12T20:13:26.488+03:00b, i think i mentioned somewhere that i have never...b, i think i mentioned somewhere that i have never been to Britain - so no, your dreams about gentle's pigeoned hands are doomed to remain dreams, but what can be more beautiful than that? :-P<br /><br /><br />thank you for such an unexpected visit :-) and for liking my pigeons and "some" of my flowers.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-7672270529589798122009-10-12T20:09:36.530+03:002009-10-12T20:09:36.530+03:00merc, i am grateful that i have met you.merc, i am grateful that i have met you.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-26355982755026065812009-10-12T04:41:10.156+03:002009-10-12T04:41:10.156+03:00Roxana Belle composition et tons fabuleux!! Jolime...Roxana Belle composition et tons fabuleux!! Joliment fait! les tulipes donne de la grâce et leurs têtes vers le haut pour respirer en fait la respiration des tulipes par les racines et bien je pense les deux par le haut et le bas . Tu connais enracinée l'arbre un jour si le temps de permet va vers un arbres enlace le ;tu va sentir de l'énergie en ferment les yeux, une technique que utilise les pratiquants de Qi gong des heurs au centre de la végétation.Allannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-36261166897375257922009-10-12T02:45:47.965+03:002009-10-12T02:45:47.965+03:00The nails in the first photo
The nailheads just sh...The nails in the first photo<br />The nailheads just showing<br />Embedded in the wood<br />Speak of coffins and coffin nails<br />Of finger bones rasping on planks<br />Scraping at the agonizing scent<br />Of black tulips<br />Yet the following paintings<br />Full of color light and motion<br />Bely all notion of death<br />Singing of sunshine<br />And painters wielding brush and oil<br />The wind blows freely<br />Through the swaying skirts<br />Of a hundred dancing tulip women<br />While pigeons come to pluck seeds<br />From the womb of magician's hand<br />Swirling wings beat incense smoke<br />Linear thoughts give way to mystery<br />Leaving a small boy hiding <br />Under a bench in the park<br />Trembling<br />Trembling at the joy of it all...Owenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12622587942009516590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-10127535445005017122009-10-11T17:39:06.921+03:002009-10-11T17:39:06.921+03:00Les vers qui rongent le bois sont transfigurés et ...Les vers qui rongent le bois sont transfigurés et aboutissent de tes lèvres en vers poétique (worms and verse are the same word in French!). Mon impression des ses pellicules, qui se courroucent contre la douleur, est souvent accompagnée de vertiges et d’éblouissements. Ses images jettent une lueur blafarde sur mon âme.Prosperohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07114988815558549577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-4830199776345171872009-10-11T12:19:57.802+03:002009-10-11T12:19:57.802+03:00Au fait Roxana... Du soleil dans ton coeur, celui ...Au fait Roxana... Du soleil dans ton coeur, celui de tes proches... et les autres aussi ! ! !...:-)))<br /><br />Excellente journée bella !<br />Peace... and amour !<br />Paix... et love !<br />Tranquille quoi...! ! !<br /><br />Ciao bella !...;-)<br /><br />PS : Je sais ! Juste pour dire ça...! et alors...!jeffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14706496619691322297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-33203739884840373742009-10-11T09:22:20.838+03:002009-10-11T09:22:20.838+03:00tulips like teardrops falling into the skytulips like teardrops falling into the skyManuelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14683398966448238779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-87028403270140133962009-10-11T01:57:38.226+03:002009-10-11T01:57:38.226+03:00Kubla, what you have written is wonderful.Kubla, what you have written is wonderful.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04424066726955708314noreply@blogger.com