Marco aurelio

Who I'd like to meet:

"tengo una huella perdida entre tu sombra y la mía, que no me deja mentir. tengo una frase colgada, entre mi boca y mi almohada, que me desnuda ante ti." unknown author ( by way of petia maximova) www.marcoaureliophoto.com

"all i have, danilo says, is this notebook. and you / i wrote you one hundred love letters, at least / our unstoppable bodies." ava, by carole maso. www.marcoaureliophoto.com

"a moment comes near dawn when all memory takes hold of me. the firefly tulips you brought me were still in my hands when i fell asleep." helena, in conversation. www.marcoaureliophoto.com

"for i am the first and the last. i am the honored and the scorned, i am the sinner and the holy one. i am the wife and the virgin. i am the mother and the daughter. i am foolish and i am wise. i am she who is weak, and i am well in pleasure of place." from 'thunder perfect mind,' author unknown -- 3rd century c.e. www.marcoaureliophoto.com

"Untranslatable into words, I chose my home in what is now, In things of this world, which exist and, for that reason, delight us: Nakedness of women on the beach, coppery cones of their breasts, Hibiscus, alamanda, a red lily, devouring With my eyes, lips, tongue, the guava juice, the juice of la prune de Cythère, Rum with ice and syrup, lianas-orchids In a rain forest, where trees stand on the stilts of their roots." Conversation with Jeanne (excerpt), by Czeslaw Milosz. [chiaroscuro et alegria... self-portraits]

(i beg your pardon if this interpretation murders the poem during my translation) TO BE READ IN A QUESTIONING TONE ----- have you seen/have you truly seen / the snow the stars the velvet steps of the wind / have you touched / have you truly touched / the dinnerplate the bread the face of the lover you so much love / have you lived / like a punch in your face / the moment / the panting / the fall / the escape / have you known / with each pore of the skin / known / that your eyes your hands your sex your soft heart / had to be thrown away / had to be wept / had to be invented again. --- julio cortazar.

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