Ana Gavilá Valls
@evasinclair11.bsky.social
Philologist. Master in English Studies. PhD researcher. Yoga Teacher. Herbivore
📷 Xavier Argente
📷 Xavier Argente
"between one life and another what is it that
can really exist"
Jori Graham,
from "Place"
📷 Rocco Carnevale
can really exist"
Jori Graham,
from "Place"
📷 Rocco Carnevale
May 16, 2025 at 9:27 PM
"between one life and another what is it that
can really exist"
Jori Graham,
from "Place"
📷 Rocco Carnevale
can really exist"
Jori Graham,
from "Place"
📷 Rocco Carnevale
"Memory insists with its sea voice,
muttering from its bone cave.
Memory wraps us
like the shell wraps the sea.
Nothing to carry,
some stones to fill our pockets,
to give weight to what we have."
Anne Michaels,
from "Memory"
#literarybirthday
#AnneMichaels
📷 by Lisbeth Salas
muttering from its bone cave.
Memory wraps us
like the shell wraps the sea.
Nothing to carry,
some stones to fill our pockets,
to give weight to what we have."
Anne Michaels,
from "Memory"
#literarybirthday
#AnneMichaels
📷 by Lisbeth Salas
April 15, 2025 at 8:51 AM
"Memory insists with its sea voice,
muttering from its bone cave.
Memory wraps us
like the shell wraps the sea.
Nothing to carry,
some stones to fill our pockets,
to give weight to what we have."
Anne Michaels,
from "Memory"
#literarybirthday
#AnneMichaels
📷 by Lisbeth Salas
muttering from its bone cave.
Memory wraps us
like the shell wraps the sea.
Nothing to carry,
some stones to fill our pockets,
to give weight to what we have."
Anne Michaels,
from "Memory"
#literarybirthday
#AnneMichaels
📷 by Lisbeth Salas
#literarybirthday
#MarkStrand
"A DREAM OF TRAVEL"
by Mark Strand
(Almost Invisible)
🎨 Maya Vericad Gavilá,
"A Dream of Travel"
(2025)
#MarkStrand
"A DREAM OF TRAVEL"
by Mark Strand
(Almost Invisible)
🎨 Maya Vericad Gavilá,
"A Dream of Travel"
(2025)
April 11, 2025 at 9:51 AM
#literarybirthday
#MarkStrand
"A DREAM OF TRAVEL"
by Mark Strand
(Almost Invisible)
🎨 Maya Vericad Gavilá,
"A Dream of Travel"
(2025)
#MarkStrand
"A DREAM OF TRAVEL"
by Mark Strand
(Almost Invisible)
🎨 Maya Vericad Gavilá,
"A Dream of Travel"
(2025)
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
As April's green endures; or will endure
Like her remembrance of awakened birds,
Or her desire for June and evening, tipped
By the consummation of the swallow's wings."
- Wallace Stevens, Sunday Morning
Like her remembrance of awakened birds,
Or her desire for June and evening, tipped
By the consummation of the swallow's wings."
- Wallace Stevens, Sunday Morning
April 5, 2025 at 10:46 AM
As April's green endures; or will endure
Like her remembrance of awakened birds,
Or her desire for June and evening, tipped
By the consummation of the swallow's wings."
- Wallace Stevens, Sunday Morning
Like her remembrance of awakened birds,
Or her desire for June and evening, tipped
By the consummation of the swallow's wings."
- Wallace Stevens, Sunday Morning
"You are the lamp that grows into a star,
you are the glitter of the serpent's skin
in the green fire of the sea, the ship of leaves
guiding elusive April through dark dreams;"
Denise Levertov,
from "April (ii)"
📷 Deborah Turbeville
you are the glitter of the serpent's skin
in the green fire of the sea, the ship of leaves
guiding elusive April through dark dreams;"
Denise Levertov,
from "April (ii)"
📷 Deborah Turbeville
April 1, 2025 at 2:19 PM
"You are the lamp that grows into a star,
you are the glitter of the serpent's skin
in the green fire of the sea, the ship of leaves
guiding elusive April through dark dreams;"
Denise Levertov,
from "April (ii)"
📷 Deborah Turbeville
you are the glitter of the serpent's skin
in the green fire of the sea, the ship of leaves
guiding elusive April through dark dreams;"
Denise Levertov,
from "April (ii)"
📷 Deborah Turbeville
"A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth."
Robert Frost,
"A Question"
#RobertFrost
#LiteraryBirthday
📷 Yousuf Karsh, 1958
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth."
Robert Frost,
"A Question"
#RobertFrost
#LiteraryBirthday
📷 Yousuf Karsh, 1958
March 26, 2025 at 9:18 AM
"A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth."
Robert Frost,
"A Question"
#RobertFrost
#LiteraryBirthday
📷 Yousuf Karsh, 1958
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth."
Robert Frost,
"A Question"
#RobertFrost
#LiteraryBirthday
📷 Yousuf Karsh, 1958
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
Burroughs in Paris by Brion Gysin
March 23, 2025 at 4:48 PM
Burroughs in Paris by Brion Gysin
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
Milan Kundera
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
"The idea of eternal return is a mysterious one, and Nietzsche has often perplexed other philosophers with it: to think that everything recurs as we once experienced it, and that
the recurrence itself recurs ad infinitum..."
#HowBooksBegin
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
"The idea of eternal return is a mysterious one, and Nietzsche has often perplexed other philosophers with it: to think that everything recurs as we once experienced it, and that
the recurrence itself recurs ad infinitum..."
#HowBooksBegin
March 22, 2025 at 1:13 PM
Milan Kundera
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
"The idea of eternal return is a mysterious one, and Nietzsche has often perplexed other philosophers with it: to think that everything recurs as we once experienced it, and that
the recurrence itself recurs ad infinitum..."
#HowBooksBegin
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
"The idea of eternal return is a mysterious one, and Nietzsche has often perplexed other philosophers with it: to think that everything recurs as we once experienced it, and that
the recurrence itself recurs ad infinitum..."
#HowBooksBegin
there is a love that no one remembers
and clear blue is the sky
with stripes of white, of yellow and of red with a lot of white
also in the blue, for the sky is
a big white dog
no one remembers
(...)
Jon Fose,
From Dog and Angel (1992)
📷 Eva Chupikova
and clear blue is the sky
with stripes of white, of yellow and of red with a lot of white
also in the blue, for the sky is
a big white dog
no one remembers
(...)
Jon Fose,
From Dog and Angel (1992)
📷 Eva Chupikova
March 18, 2025 at 5:40 PM
there is a love that no one remembers
and clear blue is the sky
with stripes of white, of yellow and of red with a lot of white
also in the blue, for the sky is
a big white dog
no one remembers
(...)
Jon Fose,
From Dog and Angel (1992)
📷 Eva Chupikova
and clear blue is the sky
with stripes of white, of yellow and of red with a lot of white
also in the blue, for the sky is
a big white dog
no one remembers
(...)
Jon Fose,
From Dog and Angel (1992)
📷 Eva Chupikova
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
The myth is the public dream and the dream is the private myth. If your private myth, your dream, happens to coincide with that of the society, you are in good accord with your group. If it isn't, you've got an adventure in the dark forest ahead of you.
MOYERS: So if my private dreams are in accord
MOYERS: So if my private dreams are in accord
March 18, 2025 at 1:33 PM
The myth is the public dream and the dream is the private myth. If your private myth, your dream, happens to coincide with that of the society, you are in good accord with your group. If it isn't, you've got an adventure in the dark forest ahead of you.
MOYERS: So if my private dreams are in accord
MOYERS: So if my private dreams are in accord
"The air is full of anguish. The measures of nothingness
Are few. The Beyond is merely beyond,
A melancholy place of failed and fallen stars."
Mark Strand,
from Dark Harbor
XLII
🎨 Mark Strand
"One Bright Star" (1999)
Are few. The Beyond is merely beyond,
A melancholy place of failed and fallen stars."
Mark Strand,
from Dark Harbor
XLII
🎨 Mark Strand
"One Bright Star" (1999)
March 17, 2025 at 5:20 PM
"The air is full of anguish. The measures of nothingness
Are few. The Beyond is merely beyond,
A melancholy place of failed and fallen stars."
Mark Strand,
from Dark Harbor
XLII
🎨 Mark Strand
"One Bright Star" (1999)
Are few. The Beyond is merely beyond,
A melancholy place of failed and fallen stars."
Mark Strand,
from Dark Harbor
XLII
🎨 Mark Strand
"One Bright Star" (1999)
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
"Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing the lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain."
Jack Kerouac
Kerouac by Elliott Erwitt, New York City in 1953
Jack Kerouac
Kerouac by Elliott Erwitt, New York City in 1953
March 12, 2025 at 1:34 PM
"Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing the lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain."
Jack Kerouac
Kerouac by Elliott Erwitt, New York City in 1953
Jack Kerouac
Kerouac by Elliott Erwitt, New York City in 1953
"Alone to the bone, I too have dreams
that keep me anchored in the world,
glancing at it as if I
were only an eye..."
Pier Paolo Pasolini,
from "I Too Am..."
(Roman Poems,
tr. Lawrence Ferlinghetti and Francesca Valente)
🎨 Mark Strand,
Ink Drawing
that keep me anchored in the world,
glancing at it as if I
were only an eye..."
Pier Paolo Pasolini,
from "I Too Am..."
(Roman Poems,
tr. Lawrence Ferlinghetti and Francesca Valente)
🎨 Mark Strand,
Ink Drawing
March 14, 2025 at 9:37 AM
"Alone to the bone, I too have dreams
that keep me anchored in the world,
glancing at it as if I
were only an eye..."
Pier Paolo Pasolini,
from "I Too Am..."
(Roman Poems,
tr. Lawrence Ferlinghetti and Francesca Valente)
🎨 Mark Strand,
Ink Drawing
that keep me anchored in the world,
glancing at it as if I
were only an eye..."
Pier Paolo Pasolini,
from "I Too Am..."
(Roman Poems,
tr. Lawrence Ferlinghetti and Francesca Valente)
🎨 Mark Strand,
Ink Drawing
"Poetry is the imagination of life. A poem is a particular of life thought of for so long that one's thought has become an inseparable part of it or a particular of life so intensely felt that the feeling has entered into it."
Wallace Stevens,
The Necessary Angel,
Essays
Wallace Stevens,
The Necessary Angel,
Essays
March 11, 2025 at 4:25 PM
"Poetry is the imagination of life. A poem is a particular of life thought of for so long that one's thought has become an inseparable part of it or a particular of life so intensely felt that the feeling has entered into it."
Wallace Stevens,
The Necessary Angel,
Essays
Wallace Stevens,
The Necessary Angel,
Essays
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
“Women never have young minds. They are born three thousand years old”
Shelagh Delaney ~ A Taste of Honey
📷©️ Dorothea Lange
Bridie O’Halloran
Ireland
1954
Shelagh Delaney ~ A Taste of Honey
📷©️ Dorothea Lange
Bridie O’Halloran
Ireland
1954
March 8, 2025 at 1:58 PM
“Women never have young minds. They are born three thousand years old”
Shelagh Delaney ~ A Taste of Honey
📷©️ Dorothea Lange
Bridie O’Halloran
Ireland
1954
Shelagh Delaney ~ A Taste of Honey
📷©️ Dorothea Lange
Bridie O’Halloran
Ireland
1954
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
„And what is better than wisedoom? Womman. And what is bettre than a good womman? Nothyng.“
#WomensDay #InternationalWomensDay #Frauentag #Weltfrauentag
BnF, Français 1177, f. 3v
#WomensDay #InternationalWomensDay #Frauentag #Weltfrauentag
BnF, Français 1177, f. 3v
March 8, 2025 at 6:22 AM
„And what is better than wisedoom? Womman. And what is bettre than a good womman? Nothyng.“
#WomensDay #InternationalWomensDay #Frauentag #Weltfrauentag
BnF, Français 1177, f. 3v
#WomensDay #InternationalWomensDay #Frauentag #Weltfrauentag
BnF, Français 1177, f. 3v
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
Listening to a whole lot of #jonimitchell in the sunshine on #internationalwomensday today.
March 8, 2025 at 8:14 AM
Listening to a whole lot of #jonimitchell in the sunshine on #internationalwomensday today.
жінка, mujer, grua, emakume, жанчына, žena, жена, dona, kvinde, vrouw, naine, nainen, femme, muller, frau, γυναίκα, nő, kona, bean, donna, sieviete, moteris, mara, kobieta, mulher, femeie, женщина, fenyw, פרוי
🎨 Daiva Kairevičiūtė
#8M
🎨 Daiva Kairevičiūtė
#8M
March 8, 2025 at 7:42 AM
жінка, mujer, grua, emakume, жанчына, žena, жена, dona, kvinde, vrouw, naine, nainen, femme, muller, frau, γυναίκα, nő, kona, bean, donna, sieviete, moteris, mara, kobieta, mulher, femeie, женщина, fenyw, פרוי
🎨 Daiva Kairevičiūtė
#8M
🎨 Daiva Kairevičiūtė
#8M
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream.
Bachelard, The Poetics of Reverie
Bachelard, The Poetics of Reverie
March 2, 2025 at 9:32 AM
A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream.
Bachelard, The Poetics of Reverie
Bachelard, The Poetics of Reverie
"The carnival season was at hand, and Hans Castorp inquired among the old inhabitants of the Berghof what it would be like."
Thomas Mann,
The Magic Mountain
(Tr. H. T. Lowe-Porter)
📷 Inge Morath,
Winter Carnival Procession, Bad Gastein,
Austria, 1955
Thomas Mann,
The Magic Mountain
(Tr. H. T. Lowe-Porter)
📷 Inge Morath,
Winter Carnival Procession, Bad Gastein,
Austria, 1955
February 28, 2025 at 9:53 PM
"The carnival season was at hand, and Hans Castorp inquired among the old inhabitants of the Berghof what it would be like."
Thomas Mann,
The Magic Mountain
(Tr. H. T. Lowe-Porter)
📷 Inge Morath,
Winter Carnival Procession, Bad Gastein,
Austria, 1955
Thomas Mann,
The Magic Mountain
(Tr. H. T. Lowe-Porter)
📷 Inge Morath,
Winter Carnival Procession, Bad Gastein,
Austria, 1955
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
How thrilled are we to see SOLENOID on @thebookerprizes.bsky.social longlist? Well we’re positively levitating, of course
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The International Booker Prize 2025 | The Booker Prizes
The longlist of 12 or 13 books will be announced on Tuesday, 25 February 2025 at 2pm (GMT).
thebookerprizes.com
February 25, 2025 at 2:25 PM
How thrilled are we to see SOLENOID on @thebookerprizes.bsky.social longlist? Well we’re positively levitating, of course
thebookerprizes.com/the-booker-l...
thebookerprizes.com/the-booker-l...
Reposted by Ana Gavilá Valls
More than 60 years after his death, Robert Frost remains a cipher. “It’s hard to think of a better-known poet who is more difficult to know,” Maggie Doherty writes. “In that respect, and in so many others, he achieved what he set out to do.”
The Many Guises of Robert Frost
Sometimes seen as the stuff of commencement addresses, his poems are hard to pin down—just like the man behind them.
www.newyorker.com
February 25, 2025 at 4:40 PM
More than 60 years after his death, Robert Frost remains a cipher. “It’s hard to think of a better-known poet who is more difficult to know,” Maggie Doherty writes. “In that respect, and in so many others, he achieved what he set out to do.”
📷 Guido Rey
"Le Rosier", ca. 1903
"Le Rosier", ca. 1903
February 24, 2025 at 8:31 AM
📷 Guido Rey
"Le Rosier", ca. 1903
"Le Rosier", ca. 1903
📷 Inge Morath,
Reflection of Notre Dame Cathedral and dog
(Paris, 1958)
Reflection of Notre Dame Cathedral and dog
(Paris, 1958)
February 24, 2025 at 8:28 AM
📷 Inge Morath,
Reflection of Notre Dame Cathedral and dog
(Paris, 1958)
Reflection of Notre Dame Cathedral and dog
(Paris, 1958)