Ruins and Stone Pines
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I was in Venice a couple of weeks ago, and came back with lots of photographs! While wandering around the streets, I saw a familiar face, a face I remember from my previous visit almost three years ago. He was waiting there with a bit more darkened face, but still looking very good.
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Oh! you understand
that if I consent
to live — to seem
to forget you —
it is to
feed my pain
— and so that this apparent
forgetfulness
can spring forth more
horribly in tears, at
…
some random
moment, in
the middle of this
life, when you
appear to me.
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from A Tomb For Anatole, Stéphane Mallarmé
Canım arkadaşım Şahika, bugün olduğu gibi hep çok mutlu ol…
Birkaç sene önce Galata Kulesi’nde çektiğim bu fotoğraf, karanlık odamı daha sık kullandığım günlerden… En yakın arkadaşım, Şahika’nın çok sevdiğim bu fotoğrafını paylaşmak için en doğru gün bugün, onun nikah günü…
Güzel arkadaşım, yüzün hep gülsün !
“Let’s go.”
“We can’t.”
“Why not ?”
“We’re waiting for Godot.”
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Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot