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- Anonymous Artist, Portrait of a Lady (1615)
- Andre Pater, Winter Meal, Fox and Pheasant (2008)
- James Pryde, “The Red Bed” (1916)
- Rockwell Kent, "Moonlight in the Adirondacks" (1960)

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Edited 2021-03-26 16:28 (UTC)

I go where I love and where I am loved,
into the snow;

I go to the things I love
with no thought of duty or pity;

I go where I belong, inexorably,
as the rain that has lain long

in the furrow; I have given
or would have given

life to the grain;
but if it will not grow or ripen

with the rain of beauty,
the rain will return to the cloud;

the harvester sharpens his steel on the stone;
but this is not our field,

we have not sown this;
pitiless, pitiless, let us leave

The-place-of-a-skull
to those who have fashioned it.

A man with a bandage is in the middle of something.
Everyone understands this. Everyone wants a battlefield.

Red. And a little more red.

Accidents never happen when the room is empty.
Everyone understands this. Everyone needs a place.

People like to think war means something.

What can you learn from your opponent? More than you think.
Who will master this love? Love might be the wrong word.

Let's admit, without apology, what we do to each other.
We know who our enemies are. We know.

visuals.

credits.

flowering of the rod, h.d.

detail of the fire, richard siken