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February 10, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Roger Guetta ~ Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands

Roger Guetta ~ Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands
Roger Guetta ~ Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands
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February 10, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Rino Rossi ~ foley room

Rino Rossi ~ foley room
Rino Rossi ~ foley room
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February 10, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Barbara duBois ~ Don’t Yell At Me

Barbara duBois ~ Don't Yell At Me
Barbara duBois ~ Don’t Yell At Me
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February 10, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Barbara duBois ~ Don’t Ignore Me

Barbara duBois ~ Don't Ignore Me
Barbara duBois ~ Don’t Ignore Me
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February 10, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Andrea Koerner ~ Of the Sea

Andrea Koerner ~ Of the Sea
Andrea Koerner ~ Of the Sea
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February 10, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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{tumblr} Johanna Streich ~ Stranded

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Originally published April 6, 2014, on Tumblr.

The storm made bliss of my sea-borne awakenings.
Lighter than a cork, I danced on the waves
Which men call eternal rollers of victims,
For ten nights, without once missing the foolish eye of the harbor lights!

Sweeter than the flesh of sour apples to children,
The green water penetrated my pinewood hull
And washed me clean of the bluish wine-stains and the splashes of vomit,
Carrying away both rudder and anchor.

And from that time on I bathed in the Poem
Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk,
Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam,
A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down;

Where, suddenly dyeing the bluenesses, deliriums
And slow rhythms under the gleams of the daylight,
Stronger than alcohol, vaster than music
Ferment the bitter rednesses of love!

The Drunken Boat (excerpt) by Arthur Rimbaud

Sunset by Roxy Music

Oh, look at the sun, it’s all a-glow
Slow burning star, sinking low
Heaven knows where you go
Out of sight, out of minds eye, no

Aw, such a shame, you must leave
All day long you were a friend to me
Still, the moon’s company
Until morning when larks will sing

Horizon’s appointment you’ll keep
For sun swept flamingos must sleep
Scenes like these from my dreams
Cover cutting-room floors all over

Warm heart, we spin slowly from view
Why are you sad, do you disapprove?
How we’ve wasted our time
Sunset, end of my day, my decline

Postscript, you trace colors the sky
Red-letter light fades is filed away
Sunburst fingers you raise
One last sigh of farewell, goodbye

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February 9, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Clint Cline ~ Fragment | E

Clint Cline ~ Fragment | E
Clint Cline ~ Fragment | E
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February 9, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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T. Wendell Peek ~ Bug Eyed

T. Wendell Peek ~ Bug Eyed
T. Wendell Peek ~ Bug Eyed
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February 9, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Meri Walker ~ And Pretty Maids All in a Row

Meri Walker ~ And Pretty Maids All in a Row
Meri Walker ~ And Pretty Maids All in a Row
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February 9, 2016
by Knox Bronson
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Annie Helmsworth ~ Fox on the slough

Annie Helmsworth ~ Fox on the slough
Annie Helmsworth ~ Fox on the slough
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