In the night I will drink from a cup of ashes and yellow paint.
In the night I will gossip with the clouds and grow strong.
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edouard vuillard
the self and the soul in the darkness
chanting to the ecstatic chance of existence.
Christopher Thompson
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Kenton Nelson
always real, always elusive, always a city,
and wonderful, and lost.
All night I wander alone, searching in vain for the irretrievable.
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kim cogan
Edward Hopper
In the night I will cross rooftops to watch the sea tremble in a dream.
Joseph Pennell
...a city that feels the way the skin of
an octopus looks pulse-changing from color to color,
laminar and fluid and electric,
a city of shadow-draped churches...
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John Sloan
Deep is the darkness and long is the night,
solid the water and liquid the light. How strange
that they arrive at all, nights on planet earth.
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Zachary Johnson
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title - Pessoa
all lines from a poem 'Nights on Planet Earth' by CAMPBELL MCGRATH
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