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Ulrica Hume

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Author of An Uncertain Age and House of Miracles. Labyrinth guide. . www.ulricahume.com . Read story: https://psalteryandlyre.org/2025/10/13/call-us-not-weeds/

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hookland.bsky.social@hookland.bsky.social · yesterday

Those feral churches – beyond diocesan office, enjoying green communion – call the imagination. Even before visiting, we've a knowing their ivy-blinded windows, their ghost-congregation cooled interiors, refuse this barbarous heat. Offer spirit-shaded sanctuary. – #DAKilroy

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The Kimono Gallery@roger1952.bsky.social · 2d ago

Published in early 1930 for Osaka’s historic Bentenza theater in Dōtonbori, this striking cover for Bentenza Weekly (Bentenza Wīkurī) by illustrator Kōzo Yamanaka (山中幸作) is a masterclass in Shōwa-era avant-garde graphic design.

The composition deconstructs the stylized silhouette of a moga (Modern Girl) into a sleek, Constructivist assembly of sharp angular planes, delicate intersecting lines, and sweeping circular arcs. Executed in a refined palette of dusty mauve-pink, soft cream, and deep jet black, the figure stands out against a backdrop of horizontal rule lines and a geometric grid matrix in the upper right. Along the right margin, stylized, ultra-modern English typography (BENTENZA WEEKLY 2.9.) runs vertically alongside crisp Japanese text, echoing the architectural precision of Bauhaus and Art Deco layout principles. During the interwar period, Dōtonbori's famous theater district was at the epicenter of Japanese cosmopolitan culture; pieces like this cover highlight how Osaka’s commercial arts scene seamlessly embraced international modernism to redefine the visual identity of urban entertainment.
Dr. David Pecotić@djp1974.bsky.social · 2d ago

THE WORLD HAS NEED OF YOU By #EllenBass 𝒆𝙫𝒆𝙧𝒚𝙩𝒉𝙞𝒏𝙜 𝙝𝒆𝙧𝒆 𝙨𝒆𝙚𝒎𝙨 𝙩𝒐 𝒏𝙚𝒆𝙙 𝙪𝒔 — 𝙍𝒂𝙞𝒏𝙚𝒓 𝑴𝙖𝒓𝙞𝒂 𝑹𝙞𝒍𝙠𝒆 I can hardly imagine it as I walk to the lighthouse, feeling the ancient prayer of my arms swinging in counterpoint to my feet.

"The World Has Need of You" by Ellen Bass. . . . everything here seems to need us — Rainer Maria Rilke I can hardly imagine it as I walk to the lighthouse, feeling the ancient prayer of my arms swinging in counterpoint to my feet. Here I am, suspended between the sidewalk and twilight, the sky dimming so fast it seems alive. What if you felt the invisible tug between you and everything? A boy on a bicycle rides by, his white shirt open, flaring behind him like wings. It’s a hard time to be human. We know too much and too little. Does the breeze need us? The cliffs? The gulls? If you’ve managed to do one good thing, the ocean doesn’t care. But when Newton’s apple fell toward the earth, the earth, ever so slightly, fell toward the apple as well. . . . This poem appeared in Like a Beggar by Ellen Bass, published by Copper Canyon, 2014