More specifically concerning: ocean
oinopa
12 July 2004, around 13.29.
Three chairs on the deck of the house opposite rock of their own volition, looking at the sea and seven sail-less sailboats. The bright pink flowers of potted geranium plants refuse to lose their petals. And I, sadly, am reading William Hazlitt.
caravanserai
29 March 2015, around 17.02.
A view (47)
9 March 2017, around 15.53.
midday, Newport.
sunset
21 October 2017, around 20.29.
I found a copy of The Golden Peaches of Samarkand for $8 at Kona Bay Books this afternoon, and after sunset we went wading.
day’s end
19 October 2018, around 18.34.
implicated
13 April 2021, around 5.27.
Extract from Monet’s ‘Cliffs near Dieppe’ (1882), at the Carnegie Museum of Art — It’s a dialogue, of course. — What? — The book I was telling you about. — What book? — Paul Valéry’s Idée Fixe. — Oh? — I really liked it. It’s charming. — I thought it was a rush job for […]
beacon
1 February 2024, around 17.51.
For the composition and writing of this or my other works, I did not prepare a draft on the wax tablets, but committed them to the written page in their final form as I thought them out. —Guibert of Nogent (Memoirs, 1.17) Even though it is vacation, one still wakes up at half past four, […]