"I don't believe the sky is blue;
I don't believe in thunder's echoes;
I don't believe that dreams are false;
I don't believe that death has no revenge."
We need joy as we need air. We need love as we need water. We need each other as we need the earth we share. [Maya Angelou, american poet]. Triptych (2024).
iPhone camera, digital processing, Polaroid i-Type film emulsion lift on watercolor paper.
In other news, my poetry collection (two books in one binding) is finally out! It is in Russian (unfortunately, in some sense) and consists of texts, written between 2004 and 2016.
It is currently available in Moscow, Yerevan, and Tbilisi, and will come to Israel a bit later.
At the presentation in Yerevan as asked something along the lines "how do you feel to be so weird?", event in Jerusalem — sometime in June, most likely.
French poet, dramatist, and novelist Jean Aicard died #OTD in 1921.
He was associated with the Parnassian movement, which emphasized formalism, craftsmanship, and the use of classical mythology and historical themes in poetry. He was also a prolific playwright and novelist. One of Aicard's most famous works is the novel "Le Roi de Camargue" (The King of Camargue), was published in 1872.
"Cigales, mes sœurs,
Qu'importe à nos cœurs
La richesse des granges pleines?
Pourvu que nos voix
Sonnent par les bois
Quand midi flambe sur les plaines?
...
Par les froids hivers
Nous n'allons pas vers
Ceux qui n'ont pas la voix ou l'aile;
Dès qu'a fui l'été,
Nous avons été...
Mais notre gloire est immortelle."
Chanson des cigales
~Jean François Victor Aicard (4 February 1848 – 13 May 1921)
English writer of children's stories Juliana Horatia Ewing died #OTD in 1885.
Ewing's writing career began in the late 1860s, and she quickly gained recognition for her charming and insightful stories that often featured children and their adventures. Some of Ewing's most popular works include "Mrs. Overtheway's Remembrances" (1869), "Six to Sixteen: A Story for Girls" (1875), and "Jackanapes" (1884).
You get to travel
really far. But first
you had to be
transmogrified
to ash and gas,
and some of your
atoms will reach
escape velocity
and fall back into
the sun. It was
borrowed material
anyway, and fine
free Someday
was a good day
for returns anyway.