fragments d’un discours amoureux

Serbsky Psychiatric Hospital, Moscow by Lise Sarfati

Decorative mermaids from Harley MS 4972 f. 20r, 1275-1325

"And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,    In her sepulchre there by the sea,    In her tomb by the sounding sea."

Excerpt from Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe

Universal Language, Canada, 2024

it appears more obvious to me that as i age that time (like most things) is non-linear and the spirals and curves bring me/us right back to the beginning