

Photography + poem + art


Smoke veils the air like souls in drifting suspension …
– Jayne Anne Phillips – Lark & Termite

Smoke veils the air like souls in drifting suspension …
– Jayne Anne Phillips – Lark & Termite

We are all born mad. Some remain so.
– Samuel Beckett –

They walk in the sky
So near and so high
They’re stopping for none
And when the day’s done
They agree that the sea
Is the best place to be
Wondrously free
They live happily
They know from the past
Life simply doesn’t last
So they live for today
For tomorrow they may
Not be able to walk in the skies
Sun slips into horizon
Moon reaches for the stars
Music is the healer
No matter who you are
No matter who you are…
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=nZb0FE7bCrE
Bonobo – Walk in the sky (Feat Bajka)
Ph : Antonio Mora

I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.
– Franz Kafka –

Love is, that you are the knife which I plunge into myself.
– Franz Kafka –

Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back.
– John Green – An Abundance of Katherines

If it’s you were me, you cry too
It’s no place for me to cry into
So I let your eyes see into mine
Can’t run away, I maximise
To feel alive …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=e84cihxWMTE
The Durutti Column – If You Were Me
Ph : Aylin Argun