Tribute

"I do not know which to prefer, the beauty of inflections
or the beauty of innuendoes,
the blackbird whistling,
or just after.“

:: Wallace Stevens ::


This page is given in tribute to the spirits of
Sarah and Blaise. On this page, their flame
lives on.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Anais Nin to Henry Miller, 1932




Louveciennes
March 2, 1932

Henry:

The woman will sit eternally in the tall black armchair. I will be the one woman you will never have . . . . excessive living weighs down the imagination: we will not live, we will only write and talk to swell the sails.

Anais

7 comments:

  1. So many beautiful flowers blooming in your garden. I just want to stay here forever and breathe in their fragrance.

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  2. to tell you again how i adore losing myself in the delicate (yet so passionate) shadows of this incomparable paper garden? also, that i needed to read Anais's words, exactly these, the day you posted them? (i didn't have the courage to tell you this at that moment, or the strength - but i think you know, this kind of affinity has been between us from the beginning)...

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  3. Roxana, I don't know how it's possible between us, but it somehow simply is.

    You are always with me...

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  4. SarahA, you're an integral part of this garden. You're of the seed which brought it to life. In that way, you will stay here always...

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  5. a relationship strictly of the mind,
    spiritual and oh so erotic.

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