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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Sept. 18th - Cold and rainy all day. This A.M. I cooked some watermelon preserves with lemons. Dr. Wasson is still here. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Feb. 11th - Ellen is 19 today. Pa gave her a gold necklace. Miss Mary Haley gave cuffs and collar and wheelbarrow needlebook and silver thimble. Sis and Squire took Ma with them to Rodes (?) to spend today. Very rainy. Pa and Miss Mary went to Lex., Mr and Mrs. Walton to Stanford. This P.M. M(?) Oliver Redd, Geo. Burch, S.R. Smith Jr. and Mrs. Smith and Marie called. Mrs. Frank Houghton died at noon. I finished Mr. Pettie's letter this P.M. All but Pa, Ma and Henry went to the Literary Society tonight, I had to read, was awfully embarrassed. Ben Crenshaw brought me home. The night is lovely. Got home at 11. Last bed time 12.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I am lying on a hammock, on the terrace of my room at the Hotel Mirador, the diary open on my knees, the sun shining on the diary, and I have no desire to write. The sun, the leaves, the shade, the warmth, are so alive that they lull the senses, calm the imagination. This is perfection. There is no need to portray, to preserve. It is eternal, it overwhelms you, it is complete.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #ea9999;">Where I am is here</span></b> is social without story. It shows people, unknown to them, living and working and doing things with a kind of quotidian care and love, <b>above all it shows a kind of calm survival, a getting-on-with-it, whether in the cleaning of or traversing of a street or the putting up of a new city.</b> It does all this by forcing nothing, by allowing images their own voice. It is meditative and calm; its seeming structurelessness is a deception; its images are reverberative, as in all working poetic structure. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Its final section is entitled <i>The Bravest Boat</i>. Images of a small boat on a calm pond, then images of a roaring fall of water. Images of all kinds of fire, then images of the cityís insurance buildings and banks. Images of the waterfall, then images of lions, caged. Where I am is here is a focus on the tenousness of the journey to wherever it is we are, and the giving over of the self, first to the seeming shapelessness and meaninglessness then the unexpected shapeliness and beauty of where it is we are, and last, a suggestion that we simply give ourselves over to the astonishing and everyday richness of the experience of being here.</span></div>
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rita, a fine young girl who keeps spinning aroundhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18064715559698838136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8306842964028397547.post-59644268343796509422015-04-26T08:02:00.000-07:002015-04-26T08:02:42.774-07:00alguma coisa de infantil mas muito natural<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Henry ajoelhou-se ao pé dela e tirou-lhe do cesto primaveras com que fez um enorme colar para lhe pôr à roda do pescoço.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Chegou-se aos seus joelhos e ficou muito junta a ele, escondida pela longa cabeleira. - É como se estivéssemos dentro do mar, não é querido? Está tudo tão calmo, tão doce!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Murry was an influential editor and critic, and Mansfield’s husband. He was also responsible for publishing and promoting her work after her death; however, his selective editing – some would call it censoring – of her letters and journals falsely cast her as a saint. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The new papers offer very personal insights into Mansfield, Murry, and their relationships – both with each other and with their circle of friends and literary contemporaries. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>They show Mansfield not as a saint, but as painfully sensitive, witty, at times fierce, ribald and playful. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">There are little-known and unpublished letters, sketches, fragments of stories and poems, and notes in Mansfield’s hand. Other gems include photographs, pressed flowers from a holiday in France, a hand-painted box, and her passport.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">On the calm black water where the stars are sleeping</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">White Ophelia floats like a great lily ;</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Floats very slowly, lying in her long veils…</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">- In the far-off woods you can hear them sound the mort.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">For more than a thousand years sad Ophelia</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Has passed, a white phantom, down the long black river.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">For more than a thousand years her sweet madness</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Has murmured its ballad to the evening breeze.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">The wind kisses her breasts and unfolds in a wreath</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Her great veils rising and falling with the waters ;</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">The shivering willows weep on her shoulder,</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">The rushes lean over her wide, dreaming brow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">The ruffled water-lilies are sighing around her ;</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">At times she rouses, in a slumbering alder,</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Some nest from which escapes a small rustle of wings ;</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">- A mysterious anthem falls from the golden stars.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">II</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">O pale Ophelia ! beautiful as snow !</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Yes child, you died, carried off by a river !</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">- It was the winds descending from the great mountains of Norway</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">That spoke to you in low voices of better freedom.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">It was a breath of wind, that, twisting your great hair,</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Brought strange rumors to your dreaming mind ;</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">It was your heart listening to the song of Nature</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">In the groans of the tree and the sighs of the nights ;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">It was the voice of mad seas, the great roar,</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">That shattered your child's heart, too human and too soft ;</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">It was a handsome pale knight, a poor madman</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Who one April morning sate mute at your knees !</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Heaven ! Love ! Freedom ! What a dream, oh poor crazed Girl !</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">You melted to him as snow does to a fire ;</span></div>
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<b style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Your great visions strangled your words</b></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">- And fearful Infinity terrified your blue eye !</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">III</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">- And the poet says that by starlight</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">You come seeking, in the night, the flowers that you picked</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">And that he has seen on the water, lying in her long veils</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">White Ophelia floating, like a great lily.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">RIMBAUD</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i style="background-color: #d0e0e3;">Mas o Silêncio também pode ter beleza! </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i style="background-color: #d0e0e3;">Sim, por que houve uma tarde, num vale desolado dos Alpes, em que realmente ouvi o Silêncio.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">VLADIMIR NABOKOV, <i>Fala, Memória</i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><i>The sun just touched the morning; </i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><i>The morning, happy thing, </i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><i>Supposed that he had come to dwell, </i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><i>And life would be all spring.</i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">EMILY DICKINSON</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><a href="http://staywhereyouare.fvu.co.uk/things-spring/">Things: Spring</a></i>, BEN RIVERS</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I could not help it; the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes. Then my sole relief was to walk along the corridor of the third story, backwards and forwards, safe in the silence and solitude of the spot...</span></div>
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