Tuesday, April 3, 2012

My Landscape

“Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them. But they were a part of me. They were my landscape.”  Sylvia Plath,The Bell Jar'

Poetic, beautiful and true, the thought of our experiences, acquaintances, relations and surroundings , good and bad, being a part of us, forming us through time, becoming our landscape.


Lovely magazine for an easternight like this:


http://editsquarterly.com/




     

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