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Natasha King - Modes (2013)

Natasha King - Modes (2013)

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My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains   My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains   One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: ’Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,         5  But being too happy in thine happiness,     That thou, light-wingèd Dryad of the trees,           In some melodious plot   Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,     Singest of summer in full-throated ease.

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains   My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains   One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: ’Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,         5  But being too happy in thine happiness,     That thou, light-wingèd Dryad of the trees,           In some melodious plot   Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,     Singest of summer in full-throated ease.

(Source: corddi, via andreii-tarkovsky)

a frequent dream 

Tereza Vlčková

(via nevver)


“We’re going forward, but nothing changes.” ― Albert Camus, The Fall

Well, you aint never caught a rabbit 
And you ain’t no friend of mine.


the mighty grizzly bear

and all at once,

summer collapsed

into fall.

the kiss scene.

ivan’s chilldhood

(Source: allen-bergman, via andreii-tarkovsky)

michelle lanell
trzecia czesc nocy, andrzej zulawski, 1971
gathering