January 26, 2005

So Much Beauty

Down there everything is so still and silent that it lulls me to sleep.
It is a weird Lullaby, and so it is, but it is mine.
There is a silence where hath been no sound,
There is a silence where no sound may be,
In the cold grave - under the deep deep sea...

From The Piano, by Jane Campion, 1993.
The last three lines are from the poem Silence, by Thomas Hood (1799 – 1845).


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  1. Hi there,

    I got quite opressed by such a chock with your intimacy.
    It is late, quite late, so late that my reasenable thinking will not alow me to do any coments on this situation. I hope I don't react to familiar to you next time I find you around. By the way I haven't seen you much around, did u got sick like all other "outsiders"?

    As a coment to this entry:

    Bate leve, levemente
    Como quem chama por mim,
    Será chuva? Será gente?

    Gente nao é certamente
    e a chuva nao bate assim…

    01 Feb 2005, 04:08

  2. ?

    01 Feb 2005, 13:16


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