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March 10, 2009 Candace Morris 2 Comments

the goodness of those i love touches me tonight. a day full of meaningful and happy interaction lightens my heart for those in joy (my dunlaps birthed a baby today!!) and burdens it for those suffering under the weight of pain.

and i turn to photos to marry such paradox.
since some things ever and always remain unsayable.

"Things aren't all so tangible and sayable as people would usually have us believe; most experiences are unsayable, they happen in a space that no word has ever entered, and more unsayable than all other things are works of art, those mysterious existences, whose life endures beside our own small, transitory life."
Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet

waiting for her
waiting for her

mourning ascent
mourning ascent


birds of a feather
birds of a feather

no less than
no less than

she is going to get stuck someday
someday

waiting for her part two
waiting for her part two

correspondence day
correspondence day

on <span class=
on empty

i need some mending
i need some mending


days off
days off



because i just might die if i couldn't,
crm

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