graves-winter

October 7, 2025

The posture of the tree
Shows the prevailing wind;
And ours, long misery
When you are long unkind.

But forward, look, we lean—
Not backward as in doubt—
And still with branches green
Ride our ill weather out.

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“For cinema, which is moving, changing, interrelated light, nothing but light, genuine and restless light can be its true setting.”

Germaine Dulac

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