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sanctorium.bsky.social
@sanctorium.bsky.social
photography, writing

header: Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
I was the world in which I walked, and what I saw
Or heard or felt came not but from myself;
And there I found myself more truly and more strange.

Wallace Stevens, The Collected Poems
November 21, 2025 at 12:01 PM
candle in the night, a portal

ph. Masao Yamamoto
November 20, 2025 at 3:30 PM
Jon Fosse, A Silent Language
November 20, 2025 at 3:27 PM
November 20, 2025 at 1:17 PM
cast iron skillet: braised vegetables w/ smoked tempeh and edamame (tumeric sauerkraut on side)
November 20, 2025 at 12:52 PM
In this blue light
I can take you there
snow having made me
a world of bone
seen through to.

Jorie Graham, San Sepolcro
November 20, 2025 at 9:19 AM
we had a poem recitation under huge snowflakes

(when he recites a poem)

Jan Mankes, 1910
November 19, 2025 at 4:28 PM
roasting harissa vegetables and sipping made mulled wine and someone is stuffing chicken breasts with wild mushrooms and someone is making bitter chocolate tarts for pudding and there is music and it is Wednesday
November 19, 2025 at 1:50 PM
an exquisite book of poetry that has traversed countries with me

Jorie Graham, Materialism (1995)
November 19, 2025 at 10:51 AM
coffee in the kitchen
November 19, 2025 at 10:06 AM
the early light blue
November 19, 2025 at 9:56 AM
marvellous dreams, good night
November 18, 2025 at 8:03 PM
Rain Bird (Aucellus pluvia) Ability to provoke rainfall by disturbing the clouds' static electricity.

Vincent Fournier, 2012
November 18, 2025 at 2:02 PM
in a tree hollow after rain
November 18, 2025 at 1:06 PM
gyre of rain on pond
November 18, 2025 at 12:09 PM
constellation
November 18, 2025 at 12:05 PM
November 18, 2025 at 11:16 AM
November 17, 2025 at 8:18 PM
laughing with friends, the late day calls abroad
November 17, 2025 at 6:23 PM
fade of light, the owl calls
November 17, 2025 at 4:15 PM
satsuma
November 17, 2025 at 3:33 PM
Man Ray

La Lune Sous le Chapeau Lamp, circa 1935
November 17, 2025 at 1:40 PM
Some of us make our own light: a silver leaf like a path no one can use.

Louise Glück, The Wild Iris
November 17, 2025 at 1:35 PM
Man Ray
studies for lamp designs
November 17, 2025 at 1:32 PM
rushing past a fruit bowl
November 17, 2025 at 12:03 PM