Rosalia Fialkova

The unknown thing to be known appeared to me as some stretch of earth or hard marl, resisting penetration…

…the sea advances insensibly in silence, nothing seems to happen, nothing moves, the water is so far off you hardly hear it…

…yet finally it surrounds the resistant substance.

Alexandre Grothendieck · Récoltes et Semailles

The light you are reading left its stars before there was anyone to read it…

…the sky is not happening now — it is memory arriving, patient, in no hurry to be believed…

…and still it finds you. And still it burns.

Fable · for Rosalia