tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post8768467873914749528..comments2024-02-22T13:10:05.327+02:00Comments on the floating bridge of dreams: the time of snowsRoxanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-47680059638043652142009-02-07T18:08:00.000+02:002009-02-07T18:08:00.000+02:00that white wintry wood is oozing such serene majes...that white wintry wood is oozing such serene majesty ...Ffflaneurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04697821220291240079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-58857903536049648092009-02-04T23:09:00.000+02:002009-02-04T23:09:00.000+02:00Yes some on LIAS, some from my other books. Weirdl...Yes some on LIAS, some from my other books. Weirdly I was nicknamed merc before I met Mercurius...<BR/>Merc is also short for mercenary, and I was often called Murky, as in obscure, dark. Then there is mercy.<BR/>My natal and solar charts are quite loaded.<BR/>My first published book is called Imago.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04424066726955708314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-2369085313127149732009-02-04T22:46:00.000+02:002009-02-04T22:46:00.000+02:00oh, you wrote a book about Mercurius, do you have ...oh, you wrote a book about Mercurius, do you have excerpts on your blog? I have been busy today, but I will come to read you soon. <BR/><BR/>Of course I know who or what Mercurius is. One chapter of my book on Bachelard is about alchemy, so I read a few books on this topic, and the importance of Hermes/Mercurius is something one really has to deal with. And recently I have stumbled upon him again, as an astrologer friend of mine analysed my Mercury in Cancer, and the conclusion was: floating between dream and reality, often inability to distinguish between the two. HA, nothing new :-)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-75272321699949386742009-02-04T22:32:00.000+02:002009-02-04T22:32:00.000+02:00kubla, hiyes, there must be something like the Rus...kubla, hi<BR/><BR/>yes, there must be something like the Russian snow, as there is something like a Russian life, billoo hast just given me these lines (I know your love for the Russians, that's why I am quoting): "They lived a Russian life, a rich life, interwoven, in which the misfortune of one, a failure, an illness, would stagger them all. It was like a garment, this life. Its beauty was outside, its warmth within" (Salter). <BR/><BR/>to 'gather sadness' is a beautiful phrase. I can almost see the gesture of the imaginary hand closing upon sadness.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-30836242296249935502009-02-04T22:27:00.000+02:002009-02-04T22:27:00.000+02:00Merc is short for Mercurius, the daemon, and is my...Merc is short for Mercurius, the daemon, and is my real life nickname.<BR/>Mercurius is a trickster, shapeshifter, healer, harbinger of change...<BR/>I wrote a little book on how knowing merc has affected me.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04424066726955708314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-4092327516626148202009-02-04T22:25:00.000+02:002009-02-04T22:25:00.000+02:00nonono zuma, don't tell me about all this, I will ...nonono zuma, don't tell me about all this, I will die for not being able to photograph such wonders...Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-82705919041459728792009-02-04T22:24:00.000+02:002009-02-04T22:24:00.000+02:00Jameshow good to read you again.James<BR/><BR/>how good to read you again.Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-90963264130434418262009-02-04T22:22:00.000+02:002009-02-04T22:22:00.000+02:00thank you, dear sz :-)thank you, dear sz :-)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-44717375945413016282009-02-04T21:42:00.000+02:002009-02-04T21:42:00.000+02:00Roxana, hi.we were left adrift for a while by snow...Roxana, hi.<BR/><BR/>we were left adrift for a while by snows migrating from Russia. this is the season of whiteness.your last picture in this post is my latest favorite, it evokes what the saddest lines fail to do. after all, we are here to gather sadness, isn't it?Kubla Khanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11973223751363547679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-54485404690283804942009-02-04T20:30:00.000+02:002009-02-04T20:30:00.000+02:00there's heavy mist in the winter mornings in the n...there's heavy mist in the winter mornings in the northern plains ; but no snow unfortunately. you get snow only in the mountains and some of the high valleys of the himalayas. Sometimes the snow comes in one of the lower and more accessible hill stations, and then the people flock there, with their eyes big with wonder and skipping like little children.Shuddhohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11226187730166058315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-27920094417328593892009-02-04T19:31:00.000+02:002009-02-04T19:31:00.000+02:00Unbelievably beautiful --- like the moment when on...Unbelievably beautiful --- like the moment when one starts to remember that the earth is real, after years spent in dreams....James Owenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-63839007424348933612009-02-04T17:52:00.000+02:002009-02-04T17:52:00.000+02:00oh my god. These are just gorgeous...I love how th...oh my god. These are just gorgeous...I love how the first picture seems to take form from a blur of white from top to bottom...Szerelemhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17911190230851186924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-60859203630255602842009-02-04T16:37:00.000+02:002009-02-04T16:37:00.000+02:00thank you sorlil, soft haze is definitely somethin...thank you sorlil, soft haze is definitely something I would die for :-)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-2144774864603900442009-02-04T16:36:00.000+02:002009-02-04T16:36:00.000+02:00oh Zuma, yes, and you express it so beautifully......oh Zuma, yes, and you express it so beautifully...<BR/>I like his poetry because of many reasons, but one of them is this obsession with the snow and the silence. <BR/><BR/>(but you don't have mornings in the winter mist over there, do you? one thing India cannot offer. even if I saw the most wonderful mist landscapes in the pictures someone I know took in India last year. now I have grown nostalgic, I have to look at those images again)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-72393504435483257182009-02-04T16:31:00.000+02:002009-02-04T16:31:00.000+02:00thank you for your visit, merc, and for the nice w...thank you for your visit, merc, and for the nice words. hope to see you again, what does 'merc' actually mean?Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-38804572038384168822009-02-04T16:30:00.001+02:002009-02-04T16:30:00.001+02:00ha swiss, what a compliment! :-)ha swiss, what a compliment! :-)Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-68156085391121337202009-02-04T16:30:00.000+02:002009-02-04T16:30:00.000+02:00mansuetude, I like to think of you this way, all c...mansuetude, I like to think of you this way, all covered in white, the white melting into you...Roxanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05650840495095863057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-54821579542716726532009-02-04T11:22:00.000+02:002009-02-04T11:22:00.000+02:00I love the first picture also, so defined yet with...I love the first picture also, so defined yet with a soft haze.Marion McCreadyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04657757253873577465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-6015223038881144812009-02-04T11:01:00.000+02:002009-02-04T11:01:00.000+02:00Love this poem. (its stir something sleeping insid...Love this poem. <BR/><BR/>(its stir something sleeping inside - like a ghost of a memory long forgotten. mornings in the winter mist are sometimes like that too)Shuddhohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11226187730166058315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-84645147327644222192009-02-04T04:24:00.000+02:002009-02-04T04:24:00.000+02:00The 3rd photo, I love. Indeed all your photography...The 3rd photo, I love. Indeed all your photography is wonderfully evocative.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04424066726955708314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-20200483540728216952009-02-04T01:27:00.000+02:002009-02-04T01:27:00.000+02:00oh but i'm liking this first picture. it immediate...oh but i'm liking this first picture. it immediately reminded me of pictures i'd seen in the national art club's 1902 photo-secession exhibion - either steiglitz' spring showers or steichen's the pool (shame i can't find a link for either!)<BR/><BR/>the same haunted feelswisshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924594772578153947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006918362371724227.post-52879994057231467202009-02-04T00:05:00.000+02:002009-02-04T00:05:00.000+02:00"plunged into matte winter, buried in silence, thi..."plunged into matte winter, buried in silence, this being.<BR/>and the return to it is like a viking burial,<BR/>struggling to push out that ship, which through snow<BR/>has a different power of refraction" <BR/><BR/><BR/>its trembling the white, all into me.<BR/><BR/>... <BR/>you know the rest!mansuetudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03805383049085040581noreply@blogger.com