09 December 2016

Frieze Frame - Wilma Theatre, Missoula, Montana

"You see - the moulded whimsy of a frieze 
on a portico keeps us from recognizing, sometimes, 
the symmetry of the whole... 
but now and then the name of a street,
or a street organ weeping in the twilight,
will remind us in a more vivid and more
truthful way than thought could resurrect
or words convey... 
And in that hour, the soul
will miraculously sense the charm
of past trifles, and we will understand
that in eternity all is eternal..."
-Vladimir Nabokov (1899-1977), The Tragedy of Mister Morn


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    1. Glad you enjoyed! the line "...a street organ weeping in the twilight..." reminded me why i always enjoy poetry, when i take the time to read it!


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